Month: February 2016

Bus Stop

I met a tiny caterpillar
waiting on his wings
and also for the bus to come
and several other things
a rucksack for his chrysalis
and space to weave his thread
a leaf to make a hammock with
to rest his weary head
He stayed there at the bus stop
as I caught the forty two
I hope when wings are given out
there’s not too long a queue.