While Waiting in Platform 9 3/4.
The sun shines brightly on us as we begin our journey.
Welcome to Route 200 (I think).
The sound of train moving against the metal steel railway.
Which was once used, a long time ago.
Things we never noticed before, will soon disappear as the world advances.
Are we abandoning too much at this point?
Nevertheless, I hope someone will be by my side to accompany me down to the next station.
P.S: Not sure why, this became a little bit poetic. Oh well. And by the way, the picture above is my friend, Shantelle. 🙂