sebby on the train

On the train

Feeling the whispering wind

The small boy smiling

If you forget his name is Sebby

He counts his fingers

Thinking how fast he can run

On the train he imagines

The wind whispers in his ears

Sebby turns around

The face of joy

The smooth train rides

He clasps his hands

The happiness on his face

He may remember his train ride

See the trees floating away

He may want to ride again on the train