Bus ride
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denalifrom minnesota
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Bus ride

by denali

He was riding a bus when he first saw her,

he knew she was special.

The bus stopped,

and she got off.

She left as quickly as she came,

he didn't even ask for her name.

He wished he had anything to remember her by,

he had already forgotten what she looked like.

At the next stop,

another woman got on the bus.

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bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
I loved it! This just fairly tripped off the tongue. The message was full of charm and grace. It doesn't get any better. Great poem!!