Those Days


(A little one to try and get the rust off the spokes! 🙂 Happy New Year! )


Those Days….

She saw him at the train station today
But sadly he wasn’t going her way
She didn’t think he saw her there
Or if he did that he would care

Once they stood on this platform together
Once they trekked through all kinds of weather
But those days have drifted far down the tracks
Those days she knew they would never get back

You see they didn’t treat one another with care
And now those days are no longer there
Now they stand on the platform alone
Headed for whatever life they call home.

© DiAnne  Ebejer


About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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12 Responses to Those Days

  1. Sumyanna says:

    Wow. Wonderful write!

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Rust, what rust? This is beautiful, so glad to see you back and hope you have a very happy new year!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Firewaves21 says:

    Love it! Could totally see something like this happening, especially in a smaller town. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. volkuros says:

    This is so beautifully written!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Dan says:

    Very well written; loved this😊 Happy New Year DiAnne

    Liked by 1 person

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