I sail through the day.
Happy to grab my ticket for the night train.
Once on board I let my dreams escape.
My illusions start to play.
One by one my deceased love ones appear.
I don't waste time giving into fear.
I give out hugs with lots of tears.
Wishing I could stay hear a little longer.
Hearing the whistle with a load 'All Aboard'
Illusions start to fade and once again I'm awake...



© Tracy Reed