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June 2, 2011

Waiting

 
I sat upon my favorite bench
One sunny afternoon

I sat and waited for the bus
Hoping it would come soon

I sat there and I waited
And then waited some more

I sat until I remembered that
The bus don’t run no more

13 comments:

  1. That was awesome. Sounds like me when I run on autopilot. One morning, I was so into my routine, I put my underarm stick deodorant on my cheek and my blusher stick under my arms. Going through the motions...

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  2. Love this one, Eric! Figuratively speaking, there have been more than a few days lately when my "bus don't run no more"!

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  3. cute and kinda sad. autopilot does that to us, and old age

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  4. Oh, this made me laugh!! (It's been a long time since I've taken a bus.)

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  5. I love it. Funny and sad at the same time.

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  6. I love your clever play on words~ The routine of life and how it becomes part of us~

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  7. Love it - perfectly describes those "Oops - how did I forget?" moments.

    Anna :o]

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  8. (Slapping my forehead)...oh, silly me!

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  9. I hate it what that happens!

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  10. We've all had moments like that - you captured it well.

    Richard

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