Purple coats
Pointy shoes
All manner of shirts
Patterns confuse
Bags over shoulders
Papers in hand
Voices chatter
About evening's planned
Take a seat
If one's to be found
Stop and simply
Glance around
I watch the people on the train
Their dress, demeanour, never the same
Guys on phones, just like me
Ladies read the paper, elegantly
Watches, rings, catch my eye
Passengers bump me as they walk by
I wonder who, what, where and how
But I'll just stop and watch for now
Flowery umbrella
A pretty thing
Unshaven man
Shades of Mr Gosling
Suit and trainers
Seems so odd
Does he really have
That far to plod
Smiling redhead
Hair pulled back
So many people
Clothed in black
I watch the people on the train
As they stare outwards at the rain
Lady sighs so heavily
Sparkling pendant, so pretty
Eyes of blue bore right back
Catching me, I lose my tack
It's the little things that intrigue me so
We've arrived in town, time to go
I watch the people, all the while
It's something to do, it makes me smile
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