The Journey Poem by Beryl Jacob

In the last hour of the day
I was waiting for a train
I waited for minutes
Suddenly I heard the horn of the train
I was happy
But it wasn't my train
Then I became sad
I waited for half an hour
At last my train arrived
I got into the train and took my seat
And my journey began
The train started moving
My eyes did not fall asleep
I was awake
I saw the moon, stars and more
When the train reached each station
It was dark and no one was there
It was time for sunrise
It was filled with fog
And I couldn't see a thing
At last I reached my station
My journey on train ends
But my journey to my home began
I boarded a taxi and went
I was surprised to see the city
The city had changed a lot
There washeavy traffic
After hours the traffic was gone
I reached my home
But no one was there
I was sad
I waited for my parents
After hours my parents came
I was happy
After every work it was the last hour of day.