Bus(t)ing Home

 Because we lived a long, long wayfrom town,We had to ride the bus, us bunch ofclowns,And ‘early’ doesn’t quite describeour start…Cause sunrise (with our ride), was oft’a part.
We had adventures there, yes, thatis true,My friends and I, we laughed andread and drew,The hour went by and turned to dayfrom night…And suddenly, the school’d come intosight.
At times, when it was raining catsand dogs,The roads would turn from sandy soilto bog,The vacuum windshield wipers, bothwould slow…Whenever the bus driver tried to go.
One day the bus was having chillsand pains,Complaining as we drove across theplains,At Angyal’s Hill, our driver toldus, “Shush!”Then made us all get out and startto push!
Now often, I hear folks talk ‘bouttheir past,How ‘uphill both ways’ can’t becalled a ‘blast’,But they just simply can’t competewith us…Cause we walked uphill AND we pushedthe bus!
We win!
Photo Credit: Karen of bakinginatornado.comCause Mondays do get knocked a lot,
With poetry, we all besought
To try to make the week begin
With gentle thoughts,
Perhaps a grin?
So  Karen , Charlotte, Mimi, me
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought…
Did we help?
Or did we not?

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Topics for the next few weeks (with a huge thank-you to Mimi, who comes up with so many of them!)The Bus (November 20) Today!A Pet's Life (November 27)Shoes (December 4)Winter (December 11)Cookies (December 18)Christmas/Hanukkah/Holidays (Dec. 25)The Future (January 1 My last Poetry Monday)