A Moment Ago Poem by Jim Richardson

I can see her face so clear as if it were a moment ago.
Yet, it has been years since last we met.
It was a dreary autum day, the sky overcast, the trees
Barren, a mist in the air. Sadness is present even now.
We said our good - bys in front of the station, then she
Boarded the train. As it rolled away I could see her
Framed in the window of the car. She looked sad and
Lonely, I could see the faint trace of a tear on her cheek,
The trembling of her lips. She lifted a tiny gloved hand
And waved good by. The train carried her out of my life
Forever, yet I saw her face only a moment ago.