At the boarding station

she was alone

the breeze,the leaf and the bird

kept her company.

Then there was

this drumming in her heart

a humming in her ears.

Lisping a tune to herself

she stood waiting.

Will this be one journey,she wondered

or one of many to come?

Will there one destination, she thought

or  many that were unknown?

Will she meet her companion, she wanted to know

or will he be the one or one of many to come?

Knowing life’s uneasy ways she

was sure of not asking for much.

It was enough to be,just be

the journey would happen in spite of herself.