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A Train Engine.

A train engine,

Glorious to look at,

Went by.

It chugged at a speed more than that of a fast car,

As it was a lone train engine,

Enroute to its destiny.

A train engine.

Its engineers, drivers,mechanic,

Their hard work and dedication,

All of it captured my imagination.

The journey it has to undertake,

Is tremendous,

Like the journey of life which goes on and on.

Isn’t it beautiful?

Adios!

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When The Daylight Turns Hue.

When the daylight turns hue,

I feel the wind turning new.

Is it just the happiness or the warmth,

That the Sun provides us with,

Which keeps the radiance everlastingly true,

That is not known to me,

But I feel that glory,

When the daylight turns hue.

When such a beautiful day truly occurs,

It reminds me of warm milk,

Of freshly baked cookies,

Of truth and victory,

Of good memories,

Of my parent’s love,

And of the courage to overcome fear.

Adios!