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El Capitan
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El Capitan |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
El Capitan is running late, Got stuck behind a westbound freight, Up ahead a small boy waits, In shadow of, wood crossing gates. Hot Kansas sun is beating down, Ten long miles from nearest town, No smile, no frown, a bead of sweat, Rolls down his face, a statuette. Thirty miles from Wichita, No sound, but for, a lone crow's caw, Nowhere 'mid a treeless plain, A young boy waits for silver train. His stare intent upon the rails, El Capitan, it never fails, He stands alone in silent wait, El Capitan is running late, |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE IT!!!this is a masterpiece and is going into my library. Thank you for sharing it. **hugs**  Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is great, Tim! Pure Americana! I love the sound of trains, something so soothing about them. I live along the Northeast Corridor and hear them all the time. How lucky am I?! |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Ma Capitan, Late or not... I salute you Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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