Coming Into The Station

CCC#20

I hear the train’s whistle blow

It isn’t going all that slow

Everyone get off the tracks

This is no time to relax

Pulling into the station

People waiting in anticipation

You can hear the brakes squeal

All that power, all that steel

Everyone off, it’s the last stop, the conductor yells

It’s time for everyone to expel

People leaving the train

Some want to remain

But it’s the end of the line

The ride was divine

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This poem was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #20.

 

Published by Susan Zutautas

A Canadian girl, born in Montreal, mother of three grown boys that lives with her husband in Ontario. Published author and poet. Loves to write flash fiction. Author of New In Town and two children's books which can be found on Amazon.

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