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Daily Poetry #73, April 11, 2017
Word: Train

The miles rack up and the train continues it's path,
And I count down the distance for when we'll meet; simple math.
Love is such a complex thing that's constantly changing,
Like the train that I'm traveling on, let's keep on going.

Every night, the cold seeps in and chills me,
So I cuddle in the blanket, for you are all I see.
Before I fall asleep on this long and winding road,
I draw a heart on the window as I find our abode.

Clack! Clack! Wheels continue to turn on the track,
My heart races as I wish to have you back.
People come and go, day turns into night,
And when I'm lonely, I think of you, and I feel right.

I wake to the sound of the whistle crying out,
So I look around to see what it's about.
My stop has finally come, so I jump out of my seat,
Taking out my belongings, I can't wait for us to meet!

The bell lets out a final cry, people talk all around,
And as I call out your name, my voice barely makes a sound.
For some reason, I begin to lose faith and I look to the ground,
But arms wrap tight around me, and I realize:

I've been found.

Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2017

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