The Bus Stop Poem by laura karmen

I sat there by your side

By the bus stop

Unknown caller in your hand

Mother did not know you had a party planned

I watched you pause the world around us

We were by the bus stop

You were sad

I sat there while you cried

I held you as if you were precious gold

While watching slowly unfold

Diamonds falling from your eyes

I saw your pain although you were trying to disguise

You finally opened up to me

And for that you will always mean the world for me