Waiting at the station
Hustle bustle everywhere
Vendors selling popcorn
Smell of Fryums in the air
At last the train has come
People looking out from windows
Porters running to get customers
People ready to get on, in rows
The train slows down and stops
A rush of people, a stampede
Shouts of relations are heard
O' look at the stall, a fat man's greed
Board the train quickly
a hasty father says
"Give me two cups of tea please"
A husband asks a vendor and pays
We climb the train after all
The porters bring the luggage in
We find our seats to sit on
While a man takes along all his kin
The signal man gives the signal
The train starts to move
As the power comes from he line above
The wheels move on the track's groove
Written during Winter holidays in Class 6. Went on a family trip to Nanded, Maharashtra and Bidar, Karnataka. On a long train journey of course.
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