The End Of The Ride Poem by Kyle Schlicher
The End Of The Ride
rusty train tracks
abandoned
elegance
glinting
in the distance
wooden plank floor
creaking
under
the weight
of
mounting memories
modernization
mending
the
torn fabric
of
timeless
recollections
somewhere
mom
is
calling
for me
to come home
and
eat dinner
I gotta go
it is getting late
(2-17-2008)
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
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