On The Coach Poem by charlotte harris
On The Coach
On the coach we smiled,
On the back,
On the way there we laughed.
On the coach I daydreamed,
On the way back,
On the way there I talked.
On the coach you played with Noris,
On the way back.
On the way there you felt sick.
On the coach they all joked.
On the way back.
On the way there they sat apart.
On the coach I thought of him.
On the way back.
On the way there my mind was near.
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