And like a

Man at a

Station waiting for

A train I

Wonder where it

Shall take me

I’ve booked my

Destination up in

Baby heaven years

Ago but the

Journey the places

The people are

Yet uncertain traveling

Lightly instead choosing

To leave the

Baggage of my

Past behind I

Shall collect now

Only those things

And those people

That I can

Carry either in

My pockets or

In my heart