The One You Never Thought Cared

We are a hand that opens a door
We are a voice that says good morning
We are a teacher without a lesson plan
We are a counselor on the move   
We have two ears that hear and listen 
We have two eyes that never see enough
We are known by first name to those who matter
We are unknown to the many who complain
We are not valued by those we work for
We are worth more to those who depend on us
We make perfect trips every day and no one notices
We make one mistake and the tears of many will fall
Our worst fear, our nightmare could come to pass  
Our pain most profound is one few will ever know
We are the folks you never thought cared
We drive the big yellow bus
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Clemons Avatar
March 9, 2014 at 3:11 PM
Wow, Great poem Kim. Those people who have so much care and empathy for others, sometime go unnoticed, as expressed in this amazing piece. Great dedication. Enjoyable overall. Check out some of my poems. Might find some you like. Peace.
Morrison Avatar
March 9, 2014 at 4:35 PM
Thank You!
A   Avatar
December 25, 2013 at 6:20 PM
Merry Christmas, Kim.... Wow.. It was nice hearing from you today. Believe it or not Miss seeing you around. Hope you had a nice day... always~ LINDA
Andresen Avatar
December 20, 2013 at 3:53 AM
- Hooray for yellow buses and friendly drivers !!! - Thanks for all the beautiful poems you have shared with me Kim - and thank you for all your kind comments on my poems. - Wish you and everyone you love a pleasant Christmas !! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Morrison Avatar
December 25, 2013 at 5:08 PM
Thank you for the wonderful comment and Merry Christmas to you and yours.
Mehta Avatar
December 18, 2013 at 4:16 AM
Yes, you take me back to the old memories of the schooldays, Kim
Morrison Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 6:36 PM
Thanks for the comment! I am school bus driver and I wrote it for school bus drivers and it has been well received by drivers all over the country and I think that is great.
A   Avatar
December 17, 2013 at 9:31 PM
Hello, Kim I love the passion from your write. When I was young, my parents relied on that big yellow bus. I have to admit, when I was young I looked forward when getting on and off the bus. Not only did the driver bring security on board, he knew our names and greeted us with smiles,.. In my heart I knew he cared. A lovely write... always~ LINDA
Morrison Avatar
December 19, 2013 at 6:50 PM
Thank you Linda! The kids always seem to know which bus drivers really care. Once upon a time bus drivers were taught to know their kids names and where they got off and on. I could tell you the names of the students I had on my first route twelve years ago and where they got on and off the bus. Some are the adults on my Facebook page.
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