Waiting for You
He stood there at the station, broad smile from ears to chin,
hopes and dreams weaving thoughts, his future about to begin.
Foreign lands play on his mind, a new beginning for both of them,
his hearts desire would meet him here, train leaves at 8:00 pm.
Watch pulled from vest pocket, time was running late,
all he owned was sent abroad, packed in wooden crates.
Anxious moments gather, at engine steams release,
for absent is his angel who calms his soul in peace.
Silence hushed the murmuring crowd, stirring at the station,
intent he listens for his name, in waiting anticipation.
The terminal fills with silhouettes, dancing in the rain,
moving in slow motion, as they board the west bound train.
A misty fog descends, building evening’s tense commotion,
illuminated by teary eyes, passengers filled with emotion.
Cargo racks packed on board, tea vendors busy in the chill,
life goes on in silence, from puddle reflections standing still.
Shadows move in greyish hues, its dark in mid November,
he waits for her in solemnness, hoping that she’ll remember.
Adventure rides the train at eight, not alone his understanding,
looking for her at departures gate, and on the boarders landing.
Conductor calls “all aboard”, engines smoke fills the dusk,
and there she stood in the rain, red coat, Corset and busk.