Good Morning! Standing at the Stupid Bus Stop was inspired by a prompt when I was standing at the bus stop waiting for my youngest to get home. I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it!
Starting the school day surprisingly smooth, not a single squabble or sobbing scene started.
Selecting our shirt and slacks, styling our smooth, shiny hair, we show off our sunny spirit.
Stuffing our system with suitable sustenance, we supply ourselves with strength and stamina.
Snatching up the school bag that sits on the stool, we sneak in several scrumptious snacks.
Stepping outside, we shut the screen door, slamming it stiffly to seal in the sly scheming cats.
Setting our speed with steady steps, we show up at the set section of the street on schedule.
Standing in the searing sun, I struggle to make small talk with several simple-minded strangers.
Sliding slowly into the shadowy shelter of the shade, I scramble to snub the sarcastic speakers.
Searching my surroundings, staring at the sky, I strive to stay separate from the scrutinizing stares.
Spotting the school bus steadily progressing down the street, I start to sing silently inside.
Shuffling the shit-heads to the specific bus stop with satisfaction, that seldom seems selfish.
Securing our spot on the sidewalk, ensuring the space is sufficient to shield us from being squashed
Sighing slightly in soothing relief as the stunning suspense of a stressful situation slowly vacates
Shedding a small tear suddenly submerged with sadness while studying the shrinking bus.
Sending my sweethearts to shine in society, I seriously try to smother the sorrowful sobs.