Image Courtesy of Americans Who Tell The Truth.com

 

Image Courtesy of Americans Who Tell The Truth.com

 

Image Courtesy of Americans Who Tell The Truth.com

 

Image Courtesy of Americans Who Tell The Truth.com

 

 
The Yellow Passage
 
 

  I thought the train
would never stop
and give me time
to step
off
and run and play
in open fields a while,
but then it did.
Just before the
YELLOW PASSAGE it stopped,
and suddenly
the open fields were gone
as was the train itself
and I was all
alone
except for the
YELLOW PASSAGE-
And it was
l
o
n
g
  and
        w    i    d    e
And oh so YELLOW in my sight--
I walked and walked
and thought and thought
long and long
until I knew that It and I
were
ONE.

 

 
    

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