Alone On a Train
At every stop I see them wave
Their teary-eyed good byes
A final glance, they climb the steps
And find a seat inside.
And there they sit in separate worlds
Their faces to the glass
The rhythmic humming of the rails
As lonely hours pass.
If only in this world
We were less perfect fools
If only I could face
My own small face
If only you were on this train
Beside me
Perhaps I would be bound someplace.
Copyright © Ione Horton | Year Posted 2021
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