Cally A. Nixon

Rookie (9-17-93 / Kansas)

Bus Ride - Poem by Cally A. Nixon

Bumpy, rough,
noisy, loud...
When you get off,
wave to the crowd.

As the bus leaves,
you wave your goodbyes...
And blows kisses to,
all of the guys.

When the bus is out of sight,
you run and jump at the drive-way end...
Because you just kissed,
your new boyfriend.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010

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