~The Greatest Muse~

Riding the train home, I thought long and hard
As I watched with one eye, this man from a far.

He seemed to know just what he wanted to find,
As he petted his coat, and brushed his behind.

I could hear him mumbling something coherent,
a bit from past history, a poetic servant.

A man with a prose that I pined hard to hear,
but to look at too closely, brought me to fear.

One eye was all I could muster to chose
as I watched him this day, the trains greatest muse.

Title: The Glass was Half Full

What a great adventure Kaleign! 

Namaste...it's universal  [ =