Train To Surrender

pink coat 1950s

She took the train to she knew not where

And hoped to find her bliss

She waved goodbye to doom and despair

And blew her home town a kiss

In her rose pink coat she peered at the world

A silken scarf  covered her head

The perfect guise for a run away girl

Refusing to be wed

She dreamed of far off places

Of fairy tales too

Not for her the airs and graces

There was so much to do

She thought of the man she’d left behind

With a heart so open and tender

Got off  next town after she’d dined

And took the next train to surrender.


© Renee Dallow ( Hybiscus Bloom ) 17/9/2013



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