Poem Hunter
School Days
HRH (Jan 14 1954 / Bardford Pa)

School Days

Poem By Harold R Hunt Sr

School days
There is something these days
I will see.
As the days become shorter for the year I do hear.
Children now begin to jump for joy.
As they run to their buses not with toys.
Buses here, Buses there now buses ever where.
Traffic becomes just a real joke A real slow poke.
School days are here.
WOW! the quite of the storm

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