Stepping on to the bus,
smiling at the driver.
Found a seat half way down.
it was by a window.
Chatting with the man behind,
and the woman next to him.
Engaging with many people,
sharing our stories,
even if it was just for one stop.
Catching a glimpse of the most
beautiful girl, hail the bus to a halt.
She walked on and I prayed
she sit next to me.
She did.
Rumbling along, past fields, buildings and rivers,
Sharing the ride, and each other,
laughing so loud the other passengers stared.
Not knowing when she would reach for the bell.
But I sure am glad that
I didn't sit in silence.
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