Approaching trains
brought me to you
my eager journey
at last done
my suitcase too
i climbed down to you

i walk to exit
and family meet
and leave you there
but for a while
yet too return
on cycle rides

my footsteps lie
invisible
upon your back
and o er the bridge
where trains
i loved to spot

and travelling
to plymouth sound
o er viaducts
and country ground
leaving you
a little while

why do you
stay in memory
maybe because
before later storms
you echo days

where there lay warmth
of memory
and sun
cycle journeys
solitude

harbour bays
and plymouth docks
you were
the platform
to such days as these