Deliver me

On platform 7 northbound
I stand in freezing cold
Waiting for the time to come
And growing ever old.
Deliver me from ashen grey,
The damp, dark, city mould,
To where my love will come one day
In tender arms to hold.

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Author: agw

Amateur poet and writer who aspires to write more...

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