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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Train</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She was waiting for the last train, <br>under the lamp light.<br>The rain drizzled<br>and the lamp made shadows<br>on a damp grey wall and as it did<br>ghostly figures loomed, <br>spookily, highlighting <br>the loneliness of the night.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Passing the time, she read posters<br> ‘drink this beer, buy that car, <br>holiday in Spain.<br>She shivered, wet, tired, <br>no umbrella, wearing a<br>thin plastic Mac.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511553" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As her train pulled away, <br>she snuggled up inside a carriage.<br>Looking out of its window, <br>there, against the damp wall <br>was a tramp, dirty, ragged, <br>silently swigging Meths, <br>no coat, no train ticket, <br>drinking his damnation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ruth+Walters">Ruth Walters</a></strong></div>

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