(NaPoWriMo Day#30)
A train rolls down a wooden track
Guided by a child’s imagination
Journeying through time and places
Through a mind growing and molded
By every moment he is alive
Each word sinks into memory
Each adventure a building block
In the temple of adult maturity
Mold him; teach him; love him
Guide him; know him; trust him
Moments of understanding pass
Between exchanges of glances
Knowledge and wisdom and teaching
And the train continues down the track
Leave a Reply