There she was
between the crowds on platform seven
I was waiting for the train
my very delayed train
of twenty past nine
it was the first day of winter
she stood shining in the sunlight
there on platform seven
her ribbon glittered red
her laugh danced with joyful life
she was so happy with everything around her
I saw stars in her eyes
I remained fixed in my haste
she stood there with not a care in the world
living for the day
there is a colloquial expression for her
a simple word
the medical world talks about genes
that define a syndrome
but there is one thing I know for sure
as she stood there and looked
that she has filled the day
succeeded in life
there on platform seven
Oeke Kruythof
Jenny Narraway translation/transcreation