Sitting On A Bus Poem by Caitlin Moreby

Sitting On A Bus



Sitting on a bus
Just the two of us
Wind blows cold
But i have you to hold.

Sitting in my room
My thoughts drift back to you
I call you on my phone
So that i am not alone.

You're my friend forever
Just us two together
I tell you all my problems
And you make them forgotten.

Sitting on a bus
Just the two of us
Wind blows cold
But i have you to hold.

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