Miracle of the Yellow School Bus
I always enjoy at 4:15 PM
No matter where I’ve been
In my house
Backyard living room kitchen
The beep beep of the yellow school bus driver
As he rolls away through the neighborhood
With all those kids skipping jumping
And running home to be happy
The driver’s gentle toot toot reassuring them
The world’s still kind
How he makes the beep beep
Sound silly and muffled
I do not know
But it’s quite a skill
I think
To find the will
And the time to make
That little gesture
What a difference maker
A pat on the back that lasts a lifetime
Not only for all those wondrous kids
But for all the broken pain-filled people
Sad in their homes like you and me
Looking for a lift just once a day
From a yellow school bus driver
Waving and saying It’s all ok
See you tomorrow.
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