Mr. Jones, that drives the bus,
wears a hat, Built Ford Tough,
& as we pass, in the parking lot,
he shuffling not so fast,
i in a rush
waves his long-fingered hand,
creased like a leather map
& shares a word
his wife waiting patiently
by his Chrysler in a handicap spot.
Tell a story in 55 words. Give it a try or just read more, go see g-man.
Over @ dVerse today, for Meeting the Bar, we are celebrating modern heroes. In yesterday's poem i celebrated my wife. Thought i would look outside the house for one today and find an everyday hero or heroes.