Winter will soon slip into
spring, all dressed in
green; bouquet nights and
the rebirth of love.
Snakes gliding through
the grass.
But for now, we deal
with ice and snow,
slick roads and cold
hearts.
I was on the bus the
other day.
The driver had a
slippery scowl pasted
on her chubby face.
My mask had inched
down on my nose, and she
yelled, "Put your mask
on or you will be off the bus."
I was already having a terrible day.
My asthma was acting up,
I could hardly breathe, and I had
just put my beloved
dog to sleep.
I miss her, but she slipped
away peacefully.
I rang the bell to get off at
my stop, as I chewed my
gum in passive anger.
I stood up and walked toward
the front of the bus.
The aisle was slick from
the snow and ice.
As I neared the exit door,
I took the gum out of my
mouth, so that I could throw
it away, but things went
horribly awry.
I slipped on a wet
spot, and to catch
myself, I firmly planted
my gum hand on the back
of the driver's head.
She had short hair, but still,
the wad of gum was now
embedded in her golden
locks.
I'm sure a haircut is
her near future.
Since then, I intend
to tread softly and cautiously,
and just maybe,
she does too.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
A great life lesson in here and one I learn on a daily basis, it's not all about us and all the crap isn't all for us. None of us knows what each of us go through
I was already having a terrible day.
My asthma was acting up,
I could hardly breathe, and I had
just put my beloved
dog to sleep.
I miss her, but she slipped
away peacefully
I am an asthma sufferer and I really get this because in really ugly situations I would truly be reaching for my asthma pump as it comes also when I'm stressed. Beautiful my dear Thomas. 🌹
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
Sometimes karma takes a rapid role in life. A fun story well told Thomas
Thank you, my friend.
Most welcome Thomas
Wow, what a slippery day😯
Thank you.
Your'e most welcome, Thomas🕊️🙏
Sometimes we slip indeed! A wonderful write and all too true. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks.
A fine write, Thomas. You really paint a picture. I was on that bus with you. Nicely done.
I appreciate it.
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