On that twighlight train ?

He sits looking out the window idling away his time
She has her pen poised on a peice of paper producing poetry and rhyme
Both of them are on that twilight train past the passages of prime
as corners come and go with uncertainties of paradigm

Life’s been a rollercoaster full of subtlety specializes  betwixt and between wonderous wedded bliss disguises, though three beautiful daughters are this couple’s fruitful prizes, yes happiness comes in so many different shapes and sizes

Each and every minute of her Cuckoo clock ticks as she searches amidst her heart and soul from that busy brain’s bag of tricks
But her Life and Verse has fast become her boredom fix
Using her imagination gives her pleasurable kicks

Timelessness is ticking those cycles throughout seasons
As these two people wonder if life’s speediness has reasons
December from January swiftly spirals diliberate betrayal of treasons
She craves a calender of compassion to slowdown it’s disseizin