The Last Stop
Yes - I’ve been there -
Where the shades of trains pummel
Silk, silvery tracks - whispering:
“Forward and Back - Forward and Back”.
And -
There were times I saw a traveller there, too
Praying - with a platform ticket in his palm
Wishing he could live the lie -
Or -
Have the engine take him -
Now -
To the Last Stop, on the Line.
Copyright © Merlynda Robinson | Year Posted 2025
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