“Old Click-itty – Clack”

Click-itty– clack, click-itty-clack                                                

as the able train chugs down the track,

I gaze out it’s window

green trees and blue sky

as they’re ever so quickly

whisked on by.

The train car rocks gently

from side – to – side,

then jerks in staccato’

drawing the eye;

returns to the rhythm

as we roll down the track,

the soothing sweet music

carries me back . . .

Two tiny girls, how we loved those old trains,

sleek, steel dinosaurs

rattled my brain;

the cry of their whistle

echoed into the night

as though they were bidding

Pat and Jeanie, “good night”.

The engine’s smoke billowing

up into the sky

 brushing the clouds

 as they floated on by;

 our ears to the ties

  little sister and I

  could predict by vibration

  another soon would roar by.

Off in the distance

we could hear it’s approach

til louder and louder

went thundering by

our bedroom walls trembled

but we didn’t cry.


Haunting howl of it’s whistle

faded into the night

after two tiny passengers

boarded it’s flight

in their bed, went along,

while all snuggled in tight;

rode the nightly dream journey

on old Click-itty-clack

as it carried two sisters

to dreamland, and back.

How we loved the sweet music

chugging down the track . . .

that magical rhythm

still takes me back

to our countless night journeys

on the sweet, soothing sound,

of Old Click-itty – Clack.

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