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Time right on track
I waited for the midnight train
on the platform in the rain.
It was windy, it was bitter cold
and i was feeling bit frail and old.
Patiently i awaited the arrival of my niece
who was coming home from Greece.
I had time to wander down memory lane
where images flashed wearily in my brain:
she was days old when I held her in my arms
she's become a young lady with uncanny charms
posted on April 9, 2025
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Line Gauthier
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