That sound...

Train horns. They aren’t allowed to blow them here by order of city ordinance but that hasn’t stopped some of them from doing so. I absolutely love it when rhymes do. Or just the sound of the diesel locomotive itself. Personally, I kind of see them as messengers. There’s a story behind it, but they made their presence felt during the funeral services for both of my grandparents and parents each and every time.

I hear one now as I type this! Unbelievable.
 
Train horns. They aren’t allowed to blow them here by order of city ordinance but that hasn’t stopped some of them from doing so. I absolutely love it when rhymes do. Or just the sound of the diesel locomotive itself. Personally, I kind of see them as messengers. There’s a story behind it, but they made their presence felt during the funeral services for both of my grandparents and parents each and every time.

I hear one now as I type this! Unbelievable.
The synchronicities of life are amazing, they remind us that the universe is always listening.