Poetry

The Old Track

by Emma M., Age 12 , Grade 7, Easton Middle School, Easton, MARYLAND USA
Teacher: Stinson

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I just got off the train

From a long way back

It dropped me far along

From where I didn’t belong

So, I started walking

And then I remembered

My jacket was left

With a phone in its leather

The Old Track

I thought to myself

Where could I be

10 minutes later

of walking all alone

I stopped at a sound

That didn’t make sense

But I kept forcing my feet to move

Right then left

Step by step

The Old Track

Then I noticed

I am deeply lost

But then

I felt the trees

Above me move

Shh Shh Shh

The leaves were rumbling

I walked a little more

When I saw a light

A bright one

Closer

And closer

Far in the woods

Had a flipped

Train

I looked around

To only find ragged leather

All torn up near

The Old Track

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