I ride the school bus and stare out the window
I can see so many, but they don’t notice me
I’m just staring out at the world
A man on a cell phone, while driving to work,
clearly on his way to Starbucks to get his coffee fix
I see a few trees ahead of the game,
leaves already changing, I admire the beauty
I see flashes of the sun rising,
the bright light an early morning ritual
A girl is greeting her boyfriend before school;
Two friends slap hands and walk off together.
The bus rolls onward
I think of the world and all the things going on,
then I remember what I see, and wonder
Will any of the people I see become famous?
Will I ever see something important?
What will happen today?
No one knows.For now, I’ll just enjoy the ride.
Artist: Kim Schmitt
School: North Allegheny
Corrie Parrish from:
- posted: November 18, 2007
isn't it also interesting to you that these people you see and notice have no idea that you're looking at them and that they'll probably never know? I think it is but not in a creepy way. and good, enjoy the bus ride because you'll never know which one will be your last- again not in a creepy way. I'm going to go now before I really freak you out. good poem
Ryan Mance from:
- posted: August 29, 2008
Your poem is great. It's very thoughtful.