On Dutch Trains

I don't care where we go
but please let's go
two hours by train
north or south or east
to some pretty little town
on the map but off the charts
to walkabout
and grab a coffee or a
borrel to fight the chill.
Let the wind whip up
the cold North Sea,
let the frost dig deep
into the dark rich earth,
let the early sundown
bring forth the winter lights
and smells of warm
gezellig homes
that wait for our return
and we walk back
from the train station
like well fed Vikings
laden with booty
and our boots soon dried.


borrel - liquor drink
gezellig - cozy