The Train
The hot humid air was difficult to breathe in, But she held on to her sleeping 3 year old, although she was gasping. The shadows at the back of the station scared her stiff, But she courageously stood & thought about the tiff. There was nowhere to go yet she waited on for a train Wanting to go far & never come back again Exhausted, she lay down on a chair, Woke up with a startle to feel the cool wind in her hair. He smiled down at her & held her on, And the little one stirred at the approaching train horn..