6am on a train

 rocks & grass, rocks & grass
 railroad tracks, trees flying past
 red soil lichen, lichen & moss
 in the paddock i see a horse
 power lines, bridges, overhead
 a big roo, all tawny an red
 scrub &flowers, trees & roots
 cattle waiting to pass thru the chutes
 sign posts telling where to go
 read em now, we're going slow
 pass thru a station and on we flew
 roundin a bend u see the front of the train
 back on the straight , its not there again
 it's wet here, i think, will it be wet there too?
 darn i hadnt planned on rain, what will i do
 railway tracks running alongside
 stranger's backyards you spy upon
 a glimpse of their lives, and you go on
 it starts to bore you , so u look away
 and into the carriage you retreat and stay.

Christine....( cw. )