Trains, Trains and More Trains
Contributed by Yvonne Moss
On antique lands trekked caravans,
Now, trains run on rails of steel.
From engines of vaporous steam,
To pungent fumes of diesel.
Voltaic cells power them too!
Mother introduced me to trains,
When I was very young girl.
Carried away on adventure,
From Englewood to Denver.
Colorado was the place for me!
Though a short ride, it did provide,
I recall being on board.
Thrilled by the speed, movement and noise,
Only once was I aboard.
An endearing vision it made!
Today, it seems less exciting,
Adventure, mere common place.
Modern cars, trucks, buses and planes,
Have replaced numerous lines.
Yet, where there are tracks there are trains!
Trains’ lineage, an age-old story,
That history can parade.
Trains, of all types, have persevered,
By technological bounds.
Their future appears to abide!