on the other side of the forest

credit: u/JohnS1212_
there's a train
somewhere in the forest.
it whistles when it rains
and comes to a rest
as the pattering ends.
its only passenger, a lonely girl,
carried around enigmatic bends
and the forest's mysteries unfurl.
the train's tracks are small puddles
upon which a ghostly impression
whispers and muddles
the undergrowth's expression.
as the clouds begin to clear
and the tracks begin to dry,
the train's station appears,
the girl steps out, and waves goodbye.

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