Three backpacks, a huge rolling suitcase,
Tears welling in her eyes,
As she board the train, alone,
I wondered where she was heading.
Why did she look so sad?
Two backpacks, two parents,
Kids, snacks, water bottles,
Laughing, smiling, singing,
They boarded the train, together,
I wondered where they were heading?
One duffle bag, a coffee,
He boarded the train quickly,
He stared out the window,
His uniform suggested
Where he was heading.
Our lives so different
Yet, on the same track,
For a moment.
1 comment:
Three different stories yet so similar. I love how you captured these three lives.
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