The Ones Left Behind
"Each year children are left alone on a bus, this should never be "
Search the bus and scour off, have they left a trace?
Inspect each seat, scrutinize, inspect that tiny space?
They're so little they can be hide most any place.
Be vigilant and listen for their tightened breath, a cry !
Call them child then search them out, they don't want to die !
Afraid, scared and alone, one can miss a lonesome sigh !
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