Posted in Poems

What I See

I see a train
And nothing more
I see a train
Bringing toys to stores
I see a train, as does a child
A child with fantasies
That are large and wild
There fly some reindeer
How can that be?
That’s impossible!
My brain tells me
But there they are
As I can plainly see
There are reindeer
Flying through the cloudy sea

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