
Hot as the night when fire rages on.
A new day did beckon like it was all along.
A familiar fiddling song. A cry from outside.
Not a tear, but a party, for fear, did reside.
"Don't look now!" A voice bellowed out.
"Look out!" A new voice. A voice shouting out.
A surprise for them both. Neither one could explain.
Thunder and lightning. A fast-moving train.
What they did see, neither one could believe.
A train made of lightning. A prophecy, foreseen.
The foreseen, it became lost to the folk in the town.
Voices once loud, now quiet around.
About the Creator
James Green
Weaving words into captivating worlds, this author's storytelling will transport you to realms of imagination and leave you breathless.
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