And Then With A Fleeting Glance Poem by Nick Hilton
And Then With A Fleeting Glance
And Then With A Fleeting Glance,
The train was gone,
The line of churning steam,
Trailing it like a childs forgotten balloon,
And love was lost with the train,
Sucked away along the tracks,
Like a tireless evil struck upon you,
For the purpose of sin.
I never forgot my balloons... as they abandoned the grasp of my tiny little bones, ripped the heart off my sleave, and fluttered away mocking my tears. Ha! I Say... (thanks for sharing)
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4/26/2024 9:17:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I liked the sketch of the train leaving the station and the way emotion trailed it