As I Waited For The Train

Sentinel, he stands there, his expression seems pained
He's marked the seasons faithfully, got wet each time it rained
Stood steadfast through each blizzard, sighed in the summer heat
He's staunchly maintained his vigil, as he stands on leaden feet

The little girl capers gracefully, across the platform there
She skips and hops, and waves her arms in the sultry air
She stops and gazes up at him the sentinel of the place
She tells her why she's come here, he's touched by her grace

Her waiting is a joyous thing, "Daddy's coming home this way"
She's blissful in her celebration, "I turn four years old today"
"You can come to my party" she shyly smiles and and pats his knee
"If you come I'll save a spot, right there next to me"

The whistle sounds on down the track, she whirls to see the train
her foot gets caught between the boards, she'll have a nasty sprain
She teeters on the platforms edge, then tumbles toward the track
No one moved, the Earth stood still, then came a mighty CRACK

The sentinel's one mighty arm reached out and snatched her back
He set her down so gently, with an arm now strangely slack
The metal that encased him, in puddles around his feet
Perhaps this was the miracle, he'd been waiting here to meet

A tiny graceful stranger, with a kind word just for him
To start a warming in his heart, that lay trapped deep within
It melted him from the inside out, til he could move again
How touching that the first thing he did was save his tiny friend

I forgot about the last word thing, sorry is this better?

Hmm, let's see, how about
You Won't Believe What We Saw!