Homeward bound On a cold windy stormy day The train is half empty At noon time.Moving on.Next station, Two teenagers Sat in front of me. Male and female Young, maybe 14 or 15 Shoulder to shoulder They snuggled.Head kisses Shoulder kisses Starry eyes gazing At one another. Whispering, maybe about Sweet nothings.Second station.Another two teenagers Again, male and female Maybe in their early twenties Sat in front of the Younger teens.Nose kisses Butterfly kisses A peck on the lipsSeeing these From behind Makes my heart Grow fonder. To see the youthfulness Of innocent love Maybe infatuation.Next station, central Both teenagers Disembarked. The seats lay bare Empty Nobody took over No more young lovers.Alone in my thoughts Feeling happy for them Love lingersNext station, my stop.