For All Our Bus Drivers!

A bike goes by, reflectors on its wheels.
It's a brisk old morning, so cold it feels.
The postie struggles with a heavy bag.
The clouds are grey, very low they sag.

From left and right, joggers come from.
All the leaves on the trees, almost gone.
It's Saturday today, the weekend begins.
A park jogger stops, to stretch his limbs.

Across the park, Everton will be at home.
Sadly the district remains a fan free zone.
A dog waddles by, wearing a winter coat.
Much less traffic on the road, I also note.

My car's all alone, no company, no friends.
It's looks a bit sad, with bumps both ends!
No school children today, it's a day of rest.
A group of dogs in the park, invite a guest!

The number 17 passes, with lots onboard.
All our bus drivers too, we should applaud!
Well nothing more to see, no more rhyme.
So tara from Highclere House, till next time.

◄ Arkles Road/Stanley Park

The Arkles Lane Daydreamer! ►

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Mike Bartram

Sun 29th Nov 2020 10:02

Thank you for reading, cheers mate for the nice comment!

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Greg Freeman

Sat 28th Nov 2020 09:19

Enjoying these poetry postcards from your neighbourhood, Mike - . especially as it's such an interesting one for footie fans. And you're right, let's hear it for the bus drivers.

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