Little girl early on the bus
Folded up in your mama’s lap
You are sneakers,
And colt legs, long brown hair
Freckled nose and, oh, don’t forget
Those sunglasses—sky blue today.
You are elbows tucked
Into the space between your knees
And shadow of puple fleece coat
You are nodding head early
Against your mama’s chest
You are sunlight falling on your face
Denim and lace settled deeply
Into the early bounce and sway.
The bus holds its breath
Until the next stop.
Just as you dream, it sighs “wake up!”