runaway train

I had written a short poem for english lesson.. in october, i think.. It isn't true, but i hope you like it. :]

Runaway train
This train never comes back,
It is to heaven.
My mother has a ticket,
The ticket of the end.

When she looks out the window,
There are the sweet memories,
Dad, me and the family.
Can You remember?

You were gone without any reason,
You can’t come back,
You are sitting on the train
Because you are dead.