Next stop I'll be there, <br />really nervous sitting in my chair. <br />Bus driver says 40 more minutes, <br />can't keep it together, falling to bits. <br /> <br />Jumping up and down <br />looking out the window, <br />I'm going nut's, <br />How far to go? <br /> <br />Finally he stops in a cloud of dust, <br />ate most of my sandwich, now the crust. <br />I run out the doors at our destination, <br />No one there OH! , the frustration. <br /> <br />Look around were can she be? <br />The Prison doors open, she is set free. <br />Mummy Mummy, I'm here can't you see? <br />Yes my son, It's just you look older than me.<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/older-than-me/
