The Bus Ride

the wheels on the bus
go round and round...
as I sleep curled
in my little seat
head on my school bag
and covered with my coat
the intermittent stop and go
lulls me into deeper slumber
I awaken at my final destination
groggily pull on my coat
and sling bag over shoulder
I let all of the smaller kids
get off the bus first
I'm in no hurry to get to class
but I make my entrance in time
and begin a new day of learning

just so I can make
the return trip home
and do it all again
on the morrow

About This Poem ▼

Written for Week 25 of "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)" 
Prompt: Write a poem based on a time you’ve traveled by bus – whether a school bus, around town,
or a long distance trip to visit a certain destination. Line count: min of 12, no max. Form: poet's choice
20 lines
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