TRAIN ~ Jennifer Weigel

Tickets scanned, bags checked, and you’re off 
through mountains and moors and meadows,
rushing toward your destination,
steadfast and certain.

White lace trails your every movement
between the pews and down the aisle
to where your future waits for you
with the words “I do.”

Bells ring, resounding loud and clear
and announcing your journey’s end,
you have arrived at your station –
the train ran its course.