I watch your train departing
And, unbidden, to my eye
Come familiar tears of sadness –
I just want to stand and cry,
But I watch as it grows smaller
And then turn, with head bowed low.
I know that you’ll be back again
But how I hate it when you go.
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 11:19 AM UTC
I watch your train departing
And, unbidden, to my eye
Come familiar tears of sadness –
I just want to stand and cry,
But I watch as it grows smaller
And then turn, with head bowed low.
I know that you’ll be back again
But how I hate it when you go.
