Bus Talk - Poem by AliciaPilar Mogollon
An older woman on the bus
talking to a younger
what year you born?
met with giggles
oh my, so young, she sighs
well, she then sings teasingly,
i get to go to heaven before you do!
and stands to leave
thank you for the conversation
that's so nice...
always enjoy talking...
made my day.
and clutches her green and clear plastic tote
smiles off into the rain.
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