Gandy Dancer

Gandy Dancer
by Dennis Mahagin

Sunday morning, and a train makes the sound
of one that got away.

Heard by a hundred lonely souls in an Idaho town
early Sunday morning a freight train makes the sound

of church bells swept out to sea, drowned
in unison by contralto foghorns begging waves to stay

put on a Sunday; mourning souls hear the train sound:
one that got away