Moments ago I watched as that big yellow bus pulled away.
The kitchen door closes
Footsteps hurry down the drive
The big yellow bus pulls to a stop
Your silhouette steps inside
Then, in what feels like the blink of an eye,
that big yellow bus is gone.
Just days ago, it seems to me,
It first took you off and away.
And now is the close of freshman year
All childhood in a day.