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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344748" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Journey Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I arrive back at Gare Du Nord<br>Only to discover that I'm already off to a bad start.<br>Due to the heavy snowfall in the UK, <br>It's hours till my train will finally depart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I join the already snaking queue, <br>And I can feel the panic rise inside, <br>But there's nothing I can do about it, <br>So my time, I just have to bide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I listen to the bi-lingual announcements<br>Telling us there's at least a four hour delay.<br>I stand there feeling tense and tearful, <br>And in my head, I'm worrying away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">During my stay in Paris, <br>I didn't come across many Brits, <br>But now, stood here in this queue, <br>I realise many people here are my fellow citz.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I get talking to two ladies, <br>Named Deborah and Sue, <br>Who take me under their wing, <br>And, the experience, they help me through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Having finally made it to the departure lounge, <br>My anxiety has begun to melt away.<br>By this point, I'm feeling pretty sure<br>That I'll be on a train which leaves today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the lounge, there's a real sense of camaraderie, <br>With everyone chatting to people they've never met.<br>They discuss their present predicament -<br>Well aware that it's far from over yet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The journey back to London, <br>Seems to take forever and a day.<br>I sit in my seat, concentrating on keeping calm, <br>But it's difficult to keep the worry at bay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's an audible sound of relief around me, <br>As we exit the tunnel back into the UK.<br>We're thrilled to have been repatriated, <br>But it's been just the most stressful day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We arrive back at St Pancras.<br>I grab my case and dash to the Underground.<br>I rush across London as fast as I can<br>To Waterloo, which is where I am bound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've already heard that train services<br>Are finishing early due to the snow.<br>I arrive, out of breath, at Waterloo.<br>The last train has left, as far as I know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, due to a total stroke of luck, <br>I discover there's been a delay.<br>Onboard my train, I cry tears of relief, <br>Glad that things are finally going my way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's at half past ten at night, <br>That I finally reach home, <br>And tell the tale to my family<br>Of my experience I endured alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Angela+Wybrow">Angela Wybrow</a><div class=q>
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Only to discover that I'm already off to a bad start.
Due to the heavy snowfall in the UK, 
It's hours till my train will finally depart.

I join the already snaking queue, 
And I can feel the panic rise inside, 
But ..."></div>
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