RIDE THE TRAIN

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commute

 

RIDE THE TRAIN

 

I ride the train each day.

For this, I need to pay?

 

No seat I can see.

Never is one free.

 

I hang from the strap above.

A soft sigh feels like a dove.

 

I turn my head to the side.

And do you know what I find?

 

A girl standing next to me.

One as pretty as can be.

 

She offers a small smile.

Now I could walk a mile.

 

I stand taller than before.

I am ten feet off the floor.

 

A slight smile before she departs.

I’m left happy as my day starts.

RIDE THE TRAIN

Train

RIDE THE TRAIN

I ride the train each day.

For this, I need to pay?

No seat I can see.

Never is one free.

I hang from the strap above.

A soft sigh feels like a dove.

I turn my head to the side.

And do you know what I find?

A girl standing next to me.

One as pretty as can be.

She offers a small smile.

Now I could walk a mile.

I stand up taller than before.

I am now ten feet off the floor.

A slight smile before she departs.

I’m left happy as my day starts.