Bus

poem by: Lwshm 64
Written on Oct 25, 2016 

Sometimes in life there's a bus in your path and no matter what you do you can't go through it. So you push and push it trying to get it out of your way but it won't budge, and then one day out of the blue someone comes by and helps you move that bus just an inch but that inch was all you needed to see the light.


T.S.

 

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Christopher Russon commented:
In a word lovely.

 

 

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