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.. 


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