Hopes And Desires Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hopes And Desires



Crying along with the whistle of the long train
coming down the track, telling my story in it's
lonely and forsaken whistle.

Watching as memories come and go, falling within
my heart, tearing it apart with the sorrow being
felt.

Searching for hopes and promises of yesterday,
they've disappeared along with the train and it's
lonely whistle.

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