as the boys fight invisible enemies with gusto and plastic swords
forcing sound effects from their mouths with every thrust.
The conductor calls the stop
as the warrior knights fight each other.
A few rays of the falling sun press between the nearby houses
to run glowing fingers through the boys' hair
as they join forces to scale castle battlements.
The train pulls away
as the boys swing together in the twilight.
I wish they could stay, defying gravity and the globe's motion,
forever entertained with swords and swings.
But the lights of the train are dim now and its rumblings distant
and it's time for us to go.