The Last Train to Dreamland

The last train to dreamland.
Was it !For a tired traveler from very far away.
It was,but wasn't it ,
A coincidence which happened in a miserable world.

Nothing was there ,would it be?
The traveler didn't know an empty dream.
But it was the last train to dreamland!
And it was there ,when he was very young!

The traveler was tired and exhausted ,
The train twinkle with dim light at night .

Nothing was there,wouldn't it?
He doubt with himself,
How could anybody dream,
In this miserable world!

So,it wouldn't be a dreamland,isn't it?

The last night train ran on the wide field.
Rain drops knocked the window ,
It was a storm at night.
But bizarrely was ,the moonlight sparkling  like searching!
And the cold wind blow like roar.

The last train ran slowly on the field.
With a dimming green light endlessly ran.
No other passenger was there,
Beside our traveler.

But, why nobody wanted to go to the dreamland?
It might be deserted,like a old story!

He fall into sleep.
In his vague conscious,the storm roared his name with anger.

It was the last train to dreamland.
And the train stop .
The traveler waked up.
At dawn with the fragrance of dew.
He saw his grandfather sitting on his old rocking chair and smile.

And he said "It is a beautiful day,isn't it?"
His grandfather said"My child it is only a dream!"