As my husband and
I sat in our car waiting in line
while a train passed through,
we remembered our childhood joys
of counting the cars pulled by the mighty engine.
If we were lucky to see the beginning of the train,
we would guess how many cars it might pull
by the number of engines.
And mostly, our lament
was over the fact that there is no longer a caboose.
The excitement of waiting for the
little red caboose is no longer with us
and our children know the game we played
only through our stories.
I told him I just had to write something.
The above tribute is what came to mind.
I hope you have enjoyed it.
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Sounds credit is given to
Craig Ferrante