Photo of Robert Kennedy and I taken at his Senate Office in 1966.
A short poem.
The funeral train passes by carrying…
His body
A sea of faces stretched out
As far as the eye can see
waving, openly weeping
Sparks fly from heated rails
Clickity-clack, clickity-clack
Sings its sad song along
The railway track
A solemn brother stands alone
At the back of the caboose
Lost in deep thought
Clickity-clack, clickity-clack
Sings its sad song along
The railroad track
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