
At the station
Your train departs
Leaving platform number one
I know this time
I will never see your face again
Except in dreams
And in my memory
Why am I the one who is left
Sad yet grateful too
To be moving on
There comes a time of leaving for us all
And we can not hold on
To that whose time has come to pass
For time is calling them and us
In different directions
To different destinations
We walk away from the station platform
With heavy hearts
But also with the promise
Of
Spring in our step
Beautiful, really enjoyed this, Jonny
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Thank you Jonny
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So lovely. ❤
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Oh, thank you Rayne 🙂
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