Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Best Parts

Morning people wait on the bus,
The 218 express straight through,
Their quiet thoughts undiscussed,
And so I stand and think of you.

Done work people wait for the bus,
The 554 milk run crew,
Their eyes tired with city dust,
And so I stand and think of you.

Once the car finally starts,
And takes me home from the parkeree,
Our girls shriek at their chocolate hearts,
And so I stand, and so you kiss me.

On Valentines, and every day,
These are the best parts of my day.


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