By Amelhyne O’Regan-Farineau
I never knew the girl on the train But she smiled at every passing tree Like they were an old friend She was saying goodbye to For the last time Misty eyed As the condensation rolls from her eyes Her mask the same colour as the sky I wonder if her mind travels Like the train chugs in time Enjoying the view Before the next stop Before departing on another train Again - May she catch a glimpse of passing time
Amelhyne O’Reagan-Farineau is poet, journalist, photographer, and podcaster from Ireland.