Midnight Train

Train whistles at midnight

I’m on some distant shore

Though it’s my first encounter

Seems I’ve been here before

Her whistle is a warning

It’s a beacon and a wail

She spent all her life yearning

Up and down those rails

She took a break at one

But she’s back before the 7th bell

And here comes another stranger

Maybe he’ll prove a friend

Unaware of impending dangers

Supposing it won’t end

But the lines fade

And.the hairs grey

And the memories stay

Another day comes with the sun

But even if you run

Backwards or forwards or in circles spin

Even if that gold loaded ship comes in

Time won’t relent and she won’t take you back

So you just keep whistling your lament down the track

Author: sillypoeticnurse

A silly poet, writer, Nurse Practitioner, wife, and mom always looking for a way to share hope.

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