Educating takes on many forms, today, I dedicate this poem to childhood memories on steam trains, model railway sets and night trips through Germany, France and Spain; to my nephew and niece who
I´ll be seeing soon after a year away. They have inherited the same model railway set and have many train trips to look forward to.
Our Carriage Awaits
We better hurry before it`s too late
Passengers, luggage all steam "Coming Through"!
The seats waiting for us, no further a do
Window down, I lean and wave
we`ll miss you dear ones
Our memories we`ll save