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Tuesday, February 1, 2022

life: a poem


by walter w johnson iii



life is sunshine
life is breeze
life is blue skies
seen through green leaves

life is thunder
life is rain
life is the whistle
of a lonesome train

why are trains lonesome?
they are filled with folks
who don’t need fixing
because they are not broke

why does a stranger
walk down the tracks?
he has seen the light
and will never look back



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