Triolet: The Train Whistle Poem by Richard St. Clair
Triolet: The Train Whistle
The wailing whistle of the passing train
Resounds along the tracks and through the air;
As the bleating alto chord cuts through the rain,
The wailing whistle of the passing train
Lets forth another melancholy strain;
But who will feel the sadness when or where
The wailing whistle of the passing train
Resounds along the tracks and through the air?
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