Haiku 127 – River Crossing

As a child in Grade 5 (I was about 9 or 10 years old at the time) I had the opportunity to take a train ride.  I have, unfortunately, not had the opportunity since.  The following haiku is based on my feelings as we crossed a river

as the train crosses

the bridge over the river:

“where is the railing?”

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