Since you liked my Train and Bus poems, I thought you would appreciate another from practical experience.
You know, the other day, I made a decision to ride the bus. It was so pleasant to see not only where one is going, but all the activities and fun in between. No, hurry or worry. Of course, I could have gotten to my destination much faster, had I taken a train, but then, I would have missed out on the sounds along the way. The Train: dreary subway stops to look at, crowds of people pushing to get in. No sights or sounds, just the roaring of steel against steel. A sudden jerk -- and you are at a stop. And so, one must decide, whether the ride or the getting there faster is best.
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