<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420100" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mind the Gap</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For years she took the morning train<br>from Auburndale to Penn.<br>Now the economy had turned cold<br>And her long run neared its end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You need to get there early-<br>Parking's at a premium.<br>That meant for years she‘d risen<br> on the wrong side of 4 A.M.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For several years she'd lived <br>in the town house all alone-.<br>First separation, then divorce<br>once the children were full grown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She'd poured herself into the job<br>with commendable devotion.<br>She'd brought much business to the firm<br>She deserved a big promotion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The boss she had was hated.<br>“Barely competent” thought she<br>But his Uncle was Division head<br>-That's job security.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now asked to go clean out her desk, <br>Her eyes welled up with shame.<br>Wouldn't it be simpler if she<br>jumped beneath the train</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She saw the fiercely blinding lights<br>Of the oncoming train<br>She stepped and didn't mind the gap<br>Her decision had been made.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A rush of pain, then-nothing<br>No hint of light or sound<br>She never heard the ambulance-<br>The sirens crossing town</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The folks who took the morning train<br>Would be quite late that day<br>Some old lady slipped and fell<br>And there was hell to pay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420100" data-title="Mind the Gap de John F. McCullagh" data-description="For years she took the morning train from Auburndale to Penn. Now the economy had turned cold And her long run neared its end. You need to get there early- Parking's at a premium. That meant for years she‘d risen on the wrong side of 4 A.M. F..."></div> </div> </div>

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