Somewhere Along the Line
You met me to apologise, you were saying
As we waited in the drizzle for the slow train.
When it focussed in we said goodbye and we kissed
And from the window you were caught teary and fixed.
You ran across the wooden bridge, I knew you would
To get down on the other platform, and to wave
But as you did the eastbound Leeds train flickered past
And ran you like a movie through its window frames
I keep those animated moment of you as
Our catalogue of chances rushed and chances missed
- Simon Armitage, 1986
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