Last train home

The breakup

Crushed Autumn leaves once bursting with colors

lie on the ground beneath my feet

A window pane washed out from a cold rain

runs like a river out to sea

A love to brittle to last more than a summer long

as a sudden cold snap came then she was gone

Confined to a seat I sit idled like a box car over time

as a yell from the conductor for all on board passes

as he hurries down the isle towards me

A choice I made ,to move forward as I hold my ticket up high

for the last train home tonight