Waiting For a Train
Standing at the station, waiting for a train,
I turn my collar up against the rain.
In my bags a dream or two
For now they will have to do.
I've traveled down this road before
Searching for an open door.
Waiting for a morning train,
Waiting, waiting all in vain.
So many dreams are lost
How unbearable the cost.
But dreams are easy to come by
As common as key lime pie.
The train is so very late.
How much longer do I wait?
Time is fleeting, so they say
What matters another day?
Standing at the station, waiting for a train,
I turn my collar up against the rain.
Copyright © Heidie Buys | Year Posted 2007
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