Copper Rails

The road was long
And even further when we looked back
Closer to family, but farthest we could be from it

The sunlight reflected off the copper rails
As it ran for miles beside us
Like a gentle parent
Tagging along
Guiding and directing

It ran with us
Across the bare topped mountains
Through the apple shed valleys
Skirting around fields lined with sycamores

And when it finally pulled away from us around six
No one really noticed but me

That days haze
Had gone its way
And only memories leaving the moment untouched

My face reflecting on the glass
I watched the suns eye racing us home