I can always hear a freight train,
if I listen real hard.
. . . There's things I remember
and things I forget.
I miss you.
I guess that I should.
Three thousand five hundred miles away,
but what would you change if you could?
See also the previous Wild Reed post:
• Photo of the Day – June 17, 2010
Image: Michael J. Bayly.
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