Rattling along from station to station, the short line of old passenger cars carried its humble portion of the workforce home. Stop by stop, the hard benches emptied, until just a few tired souls remained aboard; in one of the cars, only one. The tracks grew quite curvy as they wound along a riverside into a mountain valley.

How the man’s neck ached

all the more as the train rocked

he composed his mind

thinking of an animal he loved

wading near a quaint marina



word count: 83

Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 78 – Animals & Love