The Journey

I saw you from the platform

Waved and beckoned you to come

Perhaps you could not see me

Through the bright glare of the sun

The train pulled away slowly

As I watched you disappear

Waving from the window

Until you had gone from view

Such a pity you weren’t with me

It would have been so nice

Some pleasant conversation

Watching fields and trees pass by

The sun shining through the window

From a sky of softest blue

Sunlight moving around the carriage

As the train wound around the bends

So nice to have a companion

Instead of sitting there alone

Such a long journey

All on my own

Soon I drifted into slumber

From the rhythm of the train

A soothing song of movement

As it travelled along the rails

I dreamed that you were with me

And I leaned against your arm

Such a warm, close feeling

So nice to feel you near

Touch always holds a memory

Long after the moment has passed

Something to hold onto

To keep in one's heart

But just as I felt comfortable

I was awoken from my dream

The train had stopped so loudly

As it came to a sudden halt

I had reached my destination

And found I was alone…

Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥

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