Hope

I'm looking out at the track, Not knowing if I'll be coming back. My mother beside me, trying not to cry, I'm dreading the time when I've to say goodbye. The clock bell will ring at 12 o'clock, When the minute hand reaches the top. The train should be arriving soon, For the letter said it would be here at noon. I then hear the train, not far away, Wait! Please, I'm not ready to leave my family today. I hug my mother and start to cry, I can't explain what I feel inside. I step off the platform, onto the train, As my heart fills up with pain. My mother turns and looks the other way, Wishing she could be with me everyday. The whistle sounds and the train starts to go, And that's when it really hit home. I don't want to leave, I want to stay, And be with my mother as she starts to fade. But I'm too late, and the train has gone, With my mother left alone at home. Now, she too, is out of of sight, And then I'm struck by blinding light. Out in the countryside, there's so much less! Hardly any buildings, and the view is picturesque. Oh, how I wish mother was here with me now, At the back of my mind, I know we would only say wow! At first all there was, was despair, no sign of any hope, At first I didn't really know, how I was going to cope. But now there a crack of light deep in this dark cave, Now there is some light, in so many different ways. I feel confidence, somewhere inside me, I feel like I could conquer, anything around me. If anything ever overcomes, something you think you can't cope. Just remember that little story you once read, a story about a girl called 'Hope'.