What's the railroad to me? <br />I never go to see <br />Where it ends. <br />It fills a few hollows, <br />And makes banks for the swallows, <br />It sets the sand a-blowing, <br />And the blackberries a-growing.<br /><br />Henry David Thoreau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-s-the-railroad-to-me/
