It - Poem by derek lee
It's not enough to tell you what my voice is saying to me
And I could point at something in the street and
You may know what it is
But not what it means to me.
Why a little yellow school bus always makes me laugh
I am not evil
You'd have to take a walk with me
I'd have to tell you a story
And we'd laugh...but
You might not laugh forever.
And yea, it still is just a bus.
Still not enough.
I am glad though, that we still do take those moments.
To make those moments
To share energy in motion you might not know
From a place so close you'll find not go
Even if you are right there
I take some of those with me for evers after as well.
when it fits I tell your jokes or stories
And if it won't mess up the joke
Or ruin the story
I do say that it's yours
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