Wednesday, September 18, 2019
A Long Journey
A long journey
I am reading a long-winded story
As I travel onward bound
for a busy crowded distant city
from my sleepy little town
Across peaceful quiet valleys
and a vast expansive plain,
I'm seated in this sturdy coach
Of a rocking rolling train.
It is a book that I had bought
Almost a year ago
Which I have read but less than half
Of all there is to know
So at last today I'm coming back
To resume from where I left
I've made progress in six good hours
And will finish it all by myself.
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