Bus Ride

When riding the bus you see things Cars rushing by People crossing the streets, Bike people riding in and out of traffic And then it's watching spring emerge Blooming the flowers and trees. All kinds of people riding, From the poor working man Trying to make it work on time, To busy people hustling and bustling To an elderly people trying to get about their day. From the window view The world seems to pass on by quickly With it's well managed yards To not so the not so managed yards and big buildings Standing tall like soldiers in amazement. I love the bus rides as it travels One place to another along the city Traveling those long roads and streets. April. 2014