Bus Ride – NaPoWriMo Day 2

Bus Ride

Bus 12 takes me home

I want the ride to go

Slow, slow, slow

like a snail sneaking back

into its secret garden.

 

I think of Mary

and the time she took

to take her watch

snap and sew the end

so it fit my finger

perfectly.

 

What will she say when I get home?

***

This post is a series I’m creating for National Poetry Writing Month.  30 poems in 30 days..

 

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