Morning Bus
13UNITED STATESPOEM
Nia
2/18/20261 min read
Morning squeezes onto the bus
with backpacks and sleepy faces.
The windows turn gold
before anyone is ready.
Somewhere between my stop
and school,
the day begins
without asking permission.
13UNITED STATESPOEM
Nia
2/18/20261 min read
Morning squeezes onto the bus
with backpacks and sleepy faces.
The windows turn gold
before anyone is ready.
Somewhere between my stop
and school,
the day begins
without asking permission.