She goes around the park in the train with her pupils.
The pre-school teacher is very watchful as the children are sometimes very stubborn.
From the model station he comes out the station master.
He is very studious in the school and she is gone to the past.
They smiled each other and sat on a nearest bench.
They may have something to talk?
'I was in the Navy and I get a pension. This I do just for time passing' He said.
'I will be leaving soon as I am going to marry a painter abroad' She replied.
'Why it's a late Marriage? '
'First one is not a success.'
'Do you have any children? '
'Yes only a boy and he opposed to this affair and I am going to board him in a hostel before I leave.'
'We are alone I and wife and we don't have children. If he likes he can stay with us.'
'I'll talk to him and thank you very much. Our meeting is like a train journey's stop. Isn't it? '
'It looks like.'
'Is it possible for both of us to stay there? '
She laughed and squeezed his hands.
Dedicate this poem to my poet friend Duncan. Wyllie.........'Many happy returns of the day'
Belated birthday wishes to you from a far away scribbler.
nimal dunuhinga
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