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 were 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 fulfil 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're free!

Timothy Coote

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Sep 01, 2019
Lovely poem
by: Louise

We knew that our mother only had days to live so we’re able to share this poem with her before she passed. It perfectly summed up reflections on joining those who had already passed and the belief we would meet again in the future and made death seem a less frightening experience and a less lonely journey as it felt she will never be on her own. Several people asked afterwards about the poem. It was perfect for us and I’m so glad we came across it. It has made the situation a lot easier to process thinking of it in these terms, so thank you to the poet.

Jul 23, 2019
Last Journey
by: Chris Bateman

The poem was so relevant to our brother David who was always train mad as from a very young age. He had his own model railway in a purpose built building which backs onto the mainline on the Southern Network, also a active member of a Model Railway Club in Worthing.

Jul 11, 2019
Last Verse
by: John McCormacks

I'm sorry, but I just don't understand the first line of the last verse - please explain? Or does he mean 'accept' - and if so, why?

May 25, 2019
Just perfect.
by: Patti

My cousin's husband Walt passed away suddenly a couple weeks ago. He was a train man, he loved his trains. Your poem is absolutely perfect to remember him by. I read it to his wife and she was completely impressed by how well it fit his passing. We all loved Walt so much. Thank you for expressing his passing so perfectly for us.

Apr 08, 2019
And The Longest Journey
by: Anonymous

This poem is never ending.
And where ever you are bound.
It is obvious to the rest of us.
You took the long way round!

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