Model Trains
Electric engine, a few cars, caboose
circumnavigating without purpose,
around and around, room revolving
with each subsequent pass, sounds
of cheering children mingle gently
with the tin horn, coming in view.
Days turn to years, track is laid
piece by piece. More cars join
their brothers, and eventually
trains multiply, a simple loop
evolves, an entire metropolis,
the inner child still cheering.
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