东 – 西 – A Poem by J H Martin

东 – 西

On the train
I met an old friend
Sitting in the buffet car

He used to be a farmer
And I used to be employed

He laughed when he saw me
In my old boots and ripped jeans
And I laughed to see him
In a new suit and tie

I told him
That I had a standing ticket
And he told me
That he had a soft sleeper

As we sat there
Passing the time together

East going West
West going East


© J H Martin

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