WWII evacuee's

we arrived at the station I couldn't see my mum I started to worry I cried

nonstop my heart still aches thinking how she would have felt I could feel the heat of the train were leaving I was looking out of the window the whole train journey I could hear the older kids running on the train we were nearly there I decided to check my bag which was a plastic bag i only had some pajams they were the only passions I had in the whole world we finally got there I was scared I was going to be the last kid. but i was right i was the last one and I still missed my mum I cried every minute