Hot coffee - zebra eyes look on!
Early travellers, rucksacks bulging
Crowd the tables, all indulging
In couques and crumbly croissants fresh
Which leave their plastic trays a mess
A sense of expectation reigns;
Across the concourse – Channel trains!
A painless check-in, automated
Security is overstated
Though the Army lads stroll by
British passports get the eye.
Stretched-out seating occupied
Off-school children, bleary-eyed
Gift carrier-bags, spread maps and books;
Phones get surreptitious looks...
Rare are those in business suit
T-shirts and ripped jeans on this route
We're called for boarding, rise as one
The exodus has now begun!
(c) Poet in the woods 2016
* Sam's café has been replaced by a Prêt-à-Manger ... but the Zebra is still there!
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