Another World


The train whistle calls
through town to me, "Come away
to distant places
you can only imagine.
We'll find a far distant shore.

There will be muted laughter, tranquil scenery,
and no more fretful
worries, fears, or loneliness,
only quiet, loving friends."

My sigh is subtle,
melancholy with the loss
of a world I used to know.
Only the earth and sky
last forever it is said.

Yet we will not die
as long as there are roses,
sunsets, and breezes,
star-filled nights, dashing comets,
and memories held in hearts.

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