Grand Central Terminal

Grand Central Terminal.

There is no other like you.

Keeping the pace through

the calm and the hectic.

Providing light through your

mullioned windows.

The watcher of it all.

The keeper of schedules.

But most of all, 

the keeper of time for those

passing through your lofty gates.

TIME

TIME

Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I didn’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye my dear for now 
As I take my last bow.

THE TERMINAL

Grand Central Terminal.
There is no other like you.
Keeping the pace through
the calm and the hectic.
Providing light through your
mullioned windows.
The watcher of it all.
The keeper of schedules.
But most of all the
keeper of time for those
passing through your gates.