Hello, Spring

Two old friends stand on the small platform. The train is coming.

“Goodbye,” says the first friend. “I will miss you.”

“Not goodbye,” says the other. “Just hello, later. I will return in spring.”

“You will travel so far.”

“And then I will visit you. We will sit here again.”

The train comes. One friend gets on; one stays. They wave until the platform is empty. Hello, spring.