Get Your Premium Membership

Big Red On the Mantle

I brought a Ho Big Red Eagle Trailways bus I had to add it to my collection being a must My Big Red bus seemed out of place Yet I would never ever replace My bus collection seemed to say, “Big Red what are you doing here?” For me Big Red was a welcomed opportunity Needless to say, “Big Red felt right at home” I was determined Big Red doesn’t need to roam Big Red being a name of the past But it is in my memory to last Even thought Greyhound merged and is large with charge Big Red has a history and to fellow bus enthusiast it is our marv There is no problem that needs to be resolved Just Big Red in highways gone by Tears in not seeing Big Red in its cruising try Big Red that everybody knew But it was that name “Trailways” being its slew The familiar Eagle that would soar the highway land sky Destination being American towns and cities perhaps a Trailways Terminal near you Big Red you achieved what America forgot In my heart I will not Thanks Big Red for the history and the ride You are now in the hands of the Greyhound stride.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs