...poetry etched in glass...
'Holding her small hand,
he watched
the train roll into position.'
'A robin sings.'
'His eyes followed her yellow polka-dotted dress.'
'A reflection of the lights
bounced from window to window
multiplying a fun house mirror trick.'
'He stomped the snow.'
'She smiled.'
'Three of them, wildly flinging their arms.'
'Rest.'
'Full loaded backpack.'
'Train still and quiet
the driver walked its length.'
...words on windows of the station shelter...
...poetry etched in glass...
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