Poems On An Empty Page

Spotlight on a subway car
As it pulls into the station
Doors open up
People spill out
My poems are there to greet them

Cherry whiteboards with sunny phrases
Like, hello you, happy chappy
Everyone's stuck in a maze
Oh, and by the way
How's your morning been going

But there are no poems to tell someone goodbye
When you've grown apart, there are no words left to say
And the saddest poem is the one that I can't write
So I'll just leave this empty page

Jenny exits the subway car
And she sees the latest poem
She stops to think
What life would be
If she could be a poet

In the city, she thinks of me
As her mind begins to wander
She chats with friends
Catches her breath
There are meetings getting started

But there are no poems to tell someone goodbye
When you've grown apart, there are no words left to say
And the saddest poem is the one that I can't write
So I'll just leave this empty page

Doors close on a subway car
As the workday comes to an end
The cheery whiteboard
Jenny passed before
No longer has poems to share

She stops to think of the day gone by
As she takes a seat at the back
Alone it seems
She starts to dream
As her world fades to black

But there are no poems to tell someone goodbye
When you've grown apart, there are no words left to say
And the saddest poem is the one that I can't write
So I'll just leave this empty page