Love Poem: Journey To the Past
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Written by: Cona Adams

Journey To the Past

(A Blank Verse Sonnet)

I lie in bed at break of day and wait 
to hear a sound which rings across our land,
a sound unknown in days of long ago
when horses hauled all freight from place to place.

Why do I love to hear that lonesome wail?
My heart beats faster as the sound rings out
above the miles crisscrossed by rails of iron.
Is it because my mind goes back in time

to when our hungry hearts were young and you
came home from "over there," when I packed up
my goods and traveled sixteen hundred miles

by train to be with you?  My mind goes back
in time, parades long strings of scenes when we
were filled with love and free to live as one.