Take Me With You, Mr. Train Engineer!

I wait for the trains to pass each day,

Watching enviously from the hillside.

I wonder where they are headed,

Wishing I was going along for the ride.

So many places that I could visit and see,

And peaceful people I so long to meet.

But I can only dream as the trains go by,

Until I have the money to pay for a seat.

I imagine there’s a feeling of freedom,

As one travels from their mundane life.

I so want to feel the wheels rolling beneath me,

Taking me to a home without a lot of strife.

But until the day comes when I ride the rails,

I will come here and admire the whistles sound.

For there’s joy in seeing the giant iron maidens,

And dreaming of where they may be bound.

Written for What Do You See #198 from Life After 50 for Women: Keep It Alive. The Daily Spur prompt is Enjoy.