Behold, iron steed,
Roaring power through the land,
Tracks tremble in awe.
Smoke trails to the sky,
Lionhearted engine’s might,
Courage on the rails.
Metal behemoth,
Whistles echo through the mist,
Bringing dreams to life.
Oh, mighty locomotive!
Born of steel, powered by fire,
A symphony of motion.
In your iron veins,
Pulses a heart that beats with pride,
Resilient and strong.
From coast to coast,
You carry the dreams of many,
Their hopes intertwined.
Through mountains, you soar,
Conquering every obstacle,
With unwavering warmth.
Each track you embrace,
Leaves a trail of memories,
Stories yet untold.
For you are not just
A mere machine of metal,
But a vessel of dreams.
Your whistle’s lament,
A symphony that pulls at souls,
Like a siren’s call.
Oh, iron steed,
In your presence, we witness
The triumph of will.
So let us stand here,
In awe of your majesty,
As you roar on by.
For in your essence,
A timeless spirit resides,
Unyielding and free.
Behold, iron steed,
The embodiment of courage,
Infinite power.
Steve Halstead.