I don't have anybody on my bus named Sally or Josh, but that doesn't keep me from writing a poem about them.
Little Sally Rode the Bus
By Tracy D. Farr
Little Sally rode
the bus
to school every morning
without fuss,
even though it
was bumpy,
and smelly,
and hot in the summer,
and cold in the winter,
because Josh,
who sat in seat 7,
was so cute,
and Little Sally was in love.
4 comments:
This made me smile. I remember days when I would endure a bus ride for a boy :) Perfectly captured!
That is so darling! I love it :)
This poem poked at a lot of memories. Very nicely done. :)
Thanks for all the kind words.
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