On The Tracks

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Passing by an old town

Farms on either side

I wondered the quality of life

It looked deserted at first sight

But the closer I looked, I saw life

In an old farming town

 

From the tracks I walked

Dusk to dawn

Nothing but a weary traveler

Passing along

As the wintery scene passed me by