Yes
Waiting for the final ticket out,
I would write that ending word
And bid goodbye to all I’d said
both ignored—and often heard
I asked the conductor about the fare,
he said “How much can you pay”
As I held my pen, three letters
came together—so arranged
A moment lingered, a lifetime flashed,
the past and future caught
And with voucher punched I climbed aboard
stamped YES—salvation bought
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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