the air is getting colder why we wait.
we stand watching those who are getting to join us say goodbye to their loved ones and those are saying hello.
we lose friends along thd way but meet more along the way.
when we part our ways there are no goodbyes only see you later and god bless.
i have made this trip many times and each time i notice something. we all watch out for one another.
we share stories, photos and numbers.
we talk about who is waiting at home.
it is heart warming to see all of these people united.
race, public status or gender does not matter here.
maybe the next ride i will see some old faces like i did this time. we will catch up and say our see you laters.
the bus is a home away from home.