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!”
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