Last Steps

Waiting for the line to clear,
To jump aboard a train.
You jumped beneath one earlier,
In wind and driving rain.
I can’t imagine how you felt,
The train approaching fast,
Was it courage, faith or sheer despair
That made those steps your last?

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10 Responses to Last Steps

  1. This is harrowing Pooky. We can never know what was going through a persons head to lead them to a decision such as this.


  2. A very sad poem,so traumatic for the person involved,who knows what drove her to this, but equally so for the train driver.

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