Oh no! Yet another “leaf on the line”,
Which means that we won’t get home in time,
It’s some railway manual paradigm,
That means the trains aren’t running.

We’ve been sitting in this siding here,
For reasons not entirely clear,
Waiting for a miracle to appear,
Because the trains aren’t running.

We’ve been stuck here now for half an hour,
And all my passengers are feeling sour,
I, myself, am feeling somewhat dour,
Because the train ain’t running.

This spot’s from “Whistle Stop Cafe”,
At least the weather is fine today,
Until we discover what’s caused the delay,
To make the trains stop running.

You’d better sit back and close your eyes,
Another hour here’d be no surprise,
So just wrap up warm and acclimatize,
Because the trains aren’t running.

It seems the train infront has caught on fire,
Quite how it happened, I don’t like to enquire,
But my train’s now caught in the resulting crossfire,
Because none of the trains are running.

How do I tell my passengers now,
That they have to climb down from the train somehow,
And a bus will take them onward, this I vow,
Because the trains aren’t running.

I’m disgruntled myself, this I do confess,
I will have to phone my wife I guess,
And tell her I’m stuck here, with no sign of progress,
Because the trains aren’t running.

Just when I’ll get home, I haven’t a clue,
When it comes to that, I’m at the back of the queue,
I’d quite like to be travelling to Timbuktu,
Than on a train that isn’t running!

Another Seth Johnson photo in his “Your Story” series in which he invites his readers to write some text to go with his photo. [http://www.sethsnap.com]