The Train

Sleek white pencil cutting through the green

London train

Out of Stirling station

Sitting at my bus stop

Ochil Hills beyond

I’m glad I’m here

In this Scottish nation


That pencil’s bound for London town

Left Inverness at breakfast time

A scenic journey south

And leaving Stirling

Edinburgh is next

I took that train a time or two

When Margaret was well

Appointment in Newcastle

Freeman hospital


Now the trains I leave alone

No need to journey south

The town of Stirling does me very well

The beauty of my surroundings

The hills the Highland Line

And passing trains can pass

For here I dwell


Brian Fahy

7 September 2021

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