Only Time will Tell

Fragile as a child
Steps were taken little by little
Further and further behind.
Leaving nothing but a shadow.

Is it too late?
Has the train left?
It's hard to state
of this time and date.

Hopping into the Time Machine
It's up to her to turn back time
En route to a journey unknown
Will it be full of happiness and dime?

Just as she was about
To hope on the Time Machine,
The train had left.
In search of its own paradise.