NIGHT TRAIN OF THOUGHT ...

NIGHT TRAIN OF THOUGHT ...

For Margaret

Cosily quilt-cocooned ...

Drowsy and warm ...

I relish the ricocheting rain.

And, faintly ...

The distant hint of a train ...

Stoically steaming its way 

Through the storm.

The train is the soundtrack

To my dreams ...

Memories, reveries ...

Of enjoyed-journeys past.

I lived, and loved, them, 

But it now seems ...

Though I little guessed then ...

They were probably my last.

Ffion