Because we lived a long, long way
from town,
We had to ride the bus, us bunch of
clowns,
And ‘early’ doesn’t quite describe
our start…
Cause sunrise (with our ride), was oft’
a part.
We had adventures there, yes, that
is true,
My friends and I, we laughed and
read and drew,
The hour went by and turned to day
from night…
And suddenly, the school’d come into
sight.
At times, when it was raining cats
and dogs,
The roads would turn from sandy soil
to bog,
The vacuum windshield wipers, both
would slow…
Whenever the bus driver tried to go.
One day the bus was having chills
and pains,
Complaining as we drove across the
plains,
At Angyal’s Hill, our driver told
us, “Shush!”
Then made us all get out and start
to push!
Now often, I hear folks talk ‘bout
their past,
How ‘uphill both ways’ can’t be
called a ‘blast’,
But they just simply can’t compete
with us…
Cause we walked uphill AND we pushed
the bus!
We win!
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| Photo Credit: Karen of bakinginatornado.com |
Cause 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?
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!)
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)
Too cute! Love it!
ReplyDeleteThis brings back good memories. When our bus was going to get stuck the door opened and the big guys got out and pushed the bus out of the snow bank. 1955
ReplyDeleteNever so good at rhyming so I appreciate your poem.
ReplyDeleteYes, I was an uphill both ways gal. It actually was a mile uphill on the way to school and I hated getting up early so I had some serious calf muscles from hustling to school.
Yes, you do win! Fun poem, although i can imagine it wasn't a fun morning.
ReplyDeleteBuses are darn heavy to push uphill. I want to join the I-pushed-a-bus-club :)
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