The Commuter Van

My cold not quite over – 
With sniffles and cough – 
I had a commitment
I couldn’t blow off.

The thought of the subway,
Its rush-hour crush,
Was turning my insides,
Congested, to mush.

But then I remembered,
A few blocks away,
Commuter vans idled
Each morning, each day.

And so I inquired –
How much? Was there room?
I paid and was welcomed,
Or so I assume.

In 15 short minutes
I made it downtown,
Preventing my usual
Subway ride frown.

For just 7 bucks
I could sit and relax
With no getting-stuck-underground
Panic attacks.

I don’t commute daily
But next time I must,
I’ll splurge on the van –
Let my wallet adjust!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Amadore Avatar
May 4, 2016 at 8:28 PM
Another good one Ilene.......I'm glad you felt you got value for your money and that you plan to use the commuter van more often. (And yes, the subway can sometimes be a trying experience.)
Hoffman Avatar
May 4, 2016 at 6:57 PM
That was a nice description of the frustration of being on the subway! Let me guess, was it NYC? I used to live on Long Island and only took the subway a couple of times…:)
Bauer Avatar
May 4, 2016 at 8:18 PM
hey cheryl! yes, i do live in nyc and take the subway a lot but it can be a challenge if you're not up for it and today i just wasn't. thanks for reading and commenting...
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