Fourteen hours

by Jem Croucher

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Five thirty in the morning
and I’m out and on my way
It is cold and pretty brittle
at this early time of day
On a train that’s bound for London
warm and cosy here inside
Though my journey takes me northward
to West Yorkshire there I ride

It will take me seven hours
before my travelling is done
The length and breadth of England
through the rain and seldom sun
Then later on this afternoon
I’ll be on another train
heading back to Sussex
on my way down South again

©Jemverse

Photo – the Leeds bound Virgin express – Kings Cross – Jempics

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2 Comments to “Fourteen hours”

  1. Safe travels, Jem

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