In the quiet shuffle of the waiting train, Memories hum like a gentle refrain. Months stretched long, like shadows at dusk, In absence, I cherish every hushed trust. The heart swells with eager, unspoken words, Like Spring's first call to returning birds. Hugs enfold with the warmth of the sun, In their embrace, the distance is undone. Laughter lingers, a sweet, familiar song, In the cocoon of home, where I belong. To be spoilt with love's tender, timeless art, In the arms of my parents, I mend my heart.