Side By Side

through the heart
of the valley
travels the river and train

Railroad

black tracks
cutting through the cold
heading home

Silent Talk

each morning
sweet greetings
in the tender look

Of Rust and Roses

the old boxcar
and winter rose in spring
companions in endings

Round the Bend

When the present arrives
suddenly and surely like a train
the past is left behind
and the future is forever before us.