The Colrain City Railroad was a marvel near and far.
Everybody, young or old, rode the trolley car.
Jangling through the villages, off to catch a train.
Nowhere in the country will we travel so again.
Errands were commissioned,
infants tagged to ride.
When the windows frosted a stove was set inside.
In the sunny summertime open cars pertained.
Even in a thunderstorm nobody complained.
Folks with picnic baskets gaily climbed aboard.
Carfare was a nickel, which pleasure could afford;
Nothing for the young-ones, half for those half-grown;
Fastest ride and breeziest a child had ever known.
Various the commerce that shuttled up and down.
Yeast-cakes were delivered, freight-cars hauled to town,
Messages entrusted. Nobody can know
What was lost to Colrain when the trolley had to go.
Dear Trolley car Museum Folk:
About two weeks ago I first encountered your lovely museum, and had a ride all by myself (with Tom
conducting) aboard No. 10, then followed up with Polly on the pump-car.
The whole time I was at the museum I had a sense of deja-vu. Then I remembered why. Years ago, in 1999,
while working on a series of children´s book poems, I wrote a
poem called The Yellow Trolley Car
Before you read it, please understand that I don´t mean to imply by any means that YOUR
trolley car doesn´t move-though you have to admit it doesn´t exactly take you all that far.
Anyway I wrote the poem BEFORE I rode No. 10.
(Editor's Note: This is a poem, the ride is not free and our condutors try not to yawn!)
The Yellow Trolley Car
This is the story of a Yellow Trolley Car
That takes you no farther than where you are.
It has wooden doors and seats of golden straw;
The conductor yawns: he´s taken this trip before!
The best thing about the Yellow Trolley Car:
It doesn´t need wheels, or an engine, or tracks--
There´s nothing in the world that it needs or lacks.
It never really goes anywhere, and never will
It knows all the advantages of standing still!
The ride is free-so sit back and relax
(the Yellow Trolley Car will never jump its tracks).
As for your timetable, you needn´t worry,
The Yellow Trolley Car is never late or early.
Of course you could take a bus, or a car;
That would make sense if you´re traveling far-
or a plane, or a rocket, or a train, or even a surry.
But if nowhere´s where you´re going . . .
Well, then there´s no need to hurry.
So-if you´re going places
Take the red trolley, or the blue.
But if right here is where you´re headed
Then the Yellow Trolley Car is for you.