What’s the railroad to me? by Henry David Thoreau | Poets.org
Published 5:54 pm Sunday, July 21, 2013
What’s the railroad to me?
What’s the railroad to me?
I never go to see
Where it ends.
It fills a few hollows,
And makes banks for the swallows,
It sets the sand a-blowing,
And the blackberries a-growing.
