Deborah D. Murray

Last Journey

By Timothy Coote

There is a train at the station with a seat reserved just for me

I’m excited about its destination as I’ve heard it sets you free

The trials and tribulations the pain and stress we breathe

Don’t exist where I am going only happiness I believe

I hope that you will be there to wish me on my way

It’s not a journey you can join in it’s not your time today

There’ll be many destinations some are happy, some are sad

Each one a brief reminder of the great times that we’ve had

Many friends I know are waiting who took an earlier train

To greet and reassure me that nothing has really changed

We’ll take the time together to catch up on the past

To build a new beginning one that will always last

One day you’ll take your journey on the train just like me

And I promise that I’ll be there at the station and you will see

That Life is just a journey enriched by those you meet

No one can take that from you it’s always yours to keep’

But now as no seat is vacant you will have to muddle through

Make sure you fulfill your ambitions as you know I‘ll be watching you

And if there’s an occasion to mention who you knew

Speak kindly of that person as one day it will be you

Now I can’t except this ending and as it’s time for me to leave

Please make haste to the reception to enjoy my drinks, they are free!