Life And Bus Drivers
By Darwin Henry Beuning
Life is like
Being a bus driver
You have a designated route
with many stops along the way
You can’t get ahead
But, you can get behind
Faces come and faces go
Some sad and some glad
When all is said
The final stop is being dead
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