We left you at the Station.
You got off way to soon.
When you thought that it was midnight.
It was only noon.
We cried and pounded on the glass.
We told you not to go.
You turned your back
on us so fast.
And we didn't even know.
Now we carry all your luggage.
It's with us this whole trip.
The weight is heavy on our hearts.
But we'll manage, bit by bit.
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I absolutely get the message here and my heart became so heavy while reading this Cora. Very powerful poem. Sometimes those questions of ''why'' are just impossible to answer. Sending strength your way... Sincerely, Mary