Little Trains Tug On
LITTLE TRAINS TUG ON
I daydreamed on the train today
That my child was grown and saw me
Surrounded by all these plays I’ve made
Like an old lady surrounded by miniature trains
On handmade tracks pulling through miniature towns
To painted stations. She points things out, the old lady,
All the careful details of these little worlds
And then falls silent. Because what else can she say?
The little trains tug on to make their tiny music.