As she sat in a wagon,

Waiting for the whistle blow,

As she departs for a destination.

Her mind asks, “Will you come back?”  

Slow, gradual, sure move

As the train marches,

Track after track, bend after bend

As she recalls sweet memories

Her mind whispers, “Will you come back?”

Bright, shining autumn sun

Not as often as it shines.

As she looks at familiar places:

Lakes, mountains, hills and plains

Her mind chants, “Will you come back?”

Heavy luggage on her path,

Alone but bravely she carries them.

Moving towards a bright destiny,

As she foresees with hopeful luck

Her mind doubts if he‘ll be back.

 If and then you won’t be back,

It’s okay for you’re better off track!!!

A complex life as mine can be…

For I see you better off in your sun and glee.

Her mind goes for a new journey: “One day I’ll be back!”

 “I’ll be back in a journey of love!

That journey of love where I don’t know where,

That journey of love that I don’t know whom,

That journey of love when I don’t know when,

That journey of love I know I shall have then!” 

 Whoever he is, I’ll love him more in a lasting core!

Without hurt or ghost from the past!!!

Whoever he is, I’ll see to it then:

With determination: we’ll have a happy end.

He is out there and I bet he knows me well!