I started a wellbeing blog a while ago, which kinda fell to the wayside.
This one is a whatever blog. I'm just going to write whatever, and whenever, which increases the chances of actually writing something rather than it being a little bit niche, so just roll with it.
Today's offering is a poem about trains. *Clears throat*...
I took my lass to catch a train
Only to Leeds, not Paris or Spain
A journey so short, yet it was delayed
Despite all the money for tickets we paid
We looked on the app and found with despair
She wouldn't have time to change half way there
So we jumped in the car and started to race
To catch the next train at the next station place
The clock it was ticking, the traffic lights red
Tension was brewing inside of my head
Road works and learners all blocking our way
It wasn't the greatest of starts to the day
Turning the corner, the station was near
But only 1 minute was left for us here
"Get out of the car! You're going to be late!"
I called to my lass as she sprang to the gate
I looked at the app on the phone in my hand
This train was 5 minutes later than planned
She made it on time, but much to frustration
She could have just stayed at the first bloody station!