We lined up chairs in the hallway

And called them a railroad car.

Annie and I were passengers—

We were going to go so far!

Elizabeth served us sandwiches

With a pickle chip or two.

David came and sat behind us—

He was hungry too.

Then everybody waited

For the train to chug away

That gray and gloomy afternoon

On a nothing-to-do day.

We brought our books and read them

And sat so very still,

While the wheels went round inside our heads

Over each imagined hill.

Illustrated by Elise N. Black