Hands were waved and kisses blown <br />As the bus slowly pulled away <br />Chattering and excited, the happy throng <br />At the start of a brand new day <br /> <br />As their innocence drifts to adulthood <br />They might recall this youthful heaven <br />They might remember the golden days <br />When they were only six or seven<br /><br />Paul Gerard Reed<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/setting-off-2/
