Railroad
Marbles
When I was a scruffy kid back in Texas,
When I was a scruffy kid back in Texas,
We used to go
down to the tracks that led up
To the old
fiberglass plant. There was a turn there
Just before you
got to the plant.
The hopper cars were
filled with railroad marbles,
The stuff for
making insulation and fiberglass;
The big sheets of
pink stuff that makes you itch.
But we didn’t
care about that, there were marbles.
Lying along the
right of way where Santa Fe
Thoughtfully
spilled some cargo beside the rails for us,
Some scruffy kids who
gathered up glass railroad marbles
By the sack for
their collection jars and marble bags.
©
2018
by Tom King
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