This poem is about a trip I took with my best friend to work for the summer. We had gone all through Catholic grade and high school together which took twelve years and had only graduated a short time before taking the trip. We were going to the New Jersey shore to work as waitresses, then she was going back to school to become a nurse or as they called it then, “in training.” My plans were a little more vague but I knew I had to get a job to support myself and help out at home. Little did I know then that I would be moving to New Jersey and making a life there.
We had a wonderful time at the shore, getting jobs right away and finding a boarding house to live in. Unbeknownst to either of us, that would be our last time together as she and her family moved away soon after we returned from the trip and we never saw each other again. But that is another story.
THE END OF A FRIENDSHIP
We traveled by train to reach our destination
It was foggy most of the way
As the train pulled in, the fog was lifting
A sign of the good days ahead
We worked hard all the days we were there
It was more like a sort of play
In the evenings we danced until our feet ached
Not noticing the pain till the end
We laughed, we cried, the time passed too quickly
And too soon we had to leave
Never knowing that this was our last time together
We frolicked on the train all the way home.