Little girl
early on the bus
Folded up in
your mama’s lap
You are
sneakers,
And colt
legs, long brown hair
And freckled
nose
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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