I was going through some things and found this poem that was written for me a long time ago.

Lisa drives a train called Max,
Through miles of switches, signals and tracks.
With pride she’s proved that she is able,
To keep her train on it’s timetable.
Her riders think that she is great,
She calms their fears of things they hate.
She takes the time to help them out,
With things which they may have a doubt.
Upon her face she wears a smile,
Her eyes they sparkle all the while..
With voice so sweet she called the stop,
So people know just where to hop.
The hours pass the trips go by,
When having fun the time will fly.
Now I for one am going to say,
That Rail is where this Lass should stay.
The world is made a better place,
by Lisa’s bright and smiling face!

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It was a pleasant surprise to find this treasure in my protected treasures which has been hidden away for so long! I hope that you enjoy it too.

Hugz Blondie and Boo Bear