By Train

Checking My Space

To see if you had left a message

Brought back another time

When Hawkins and I would catch

The Friday night train to Winnipeg.

There was something special about

Rolling into a Manitoba morning

On the train,

Striking into the heart of the city,

Into the arms of Lynne and Marci.

Hawkins fell into and out of love

With Marci in a matter of three trips.

Our excursions weren’t as spicy after that,

Hawkins soon went on to other things.

Lynne and I

Were engaged and I continued to travel

Every Friday until, like Manitoba

Mornings melting into sunsets,

We ended.

I still love travelling by train.

Stephen Nesbitt ©