Train Station

Train Station 

 Strolling to the train station in the morning, in the sun,

And wishing that the long walk would be done,

Thinking to myself that I wish that it was near,

And it is 90 degrees, just as I have feared,

I get to the station and my heart fills with glee,

When I hear the trains whistle in perfect harmony,

I look at the map and my brain gets confused,

Just looking at it gets my mind bruised,

But somehow I managed to get on the right train,

Where the air conditioning was cooler than rain,

It was totally worth the whole trip there,

And now that I know how I don’t have to prepare.