I’m in a rush to get here
The traffic forbids me to get near
At the back of the bus, Engines is all I hear
I remember your face dear
look up at the sky and get your thoughts clear
Everyone will tell you life is so dear,
Try to conquer your fear,
And everything will be lighter to bear
You are not alone, I’m here to cheer
I’ll be your gear.
TardyA Poem by Trixxxx© 2018 Trixxxx |
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Added on June 6, 2018 Last Updated on June 6, 2018 Author
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