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I love railroad tracks, even though I’ve never been on trains, other than metro commuting trains or short scenic railroads. They always remind me of the wonderful freedom I have. If I don’t like it where I am, I can go somewhere else! Not everybody has that freedom, and railroad tracks remind me to be grateful for mine.
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We have tracks that run straight through our town. While some days I curse the train that will make me late. Others I enjoy hearing the whistle and thinking about movement. Love your s sounds in this poem.
We have tracks nearby and I love the sound of the train, though I don’t hear it often. But the tracks aren’t in a spot that holds me up while trying to get someplace. Best of both worlds! Thanks, Margaret!