Riding the Bus to School

Hey! Whoo-hoo! The sun's awake and so am I. Grab my backpack,

wave goodbye. Down the sidewalk, fast or slow. I see it coming, yellow glow.

Mind putting on backpack then hand shading eyes. Big wheels rolling, don't be late.

Riding on the bus is great. Honk, honk, rumble,

squeaky brake. What a difference we will make. The door swings open with a hiss.

The driver gives a smile and says, "Find a seat and hold on tight for our bumpy,

jumpy flight." My friends are all aboard with me. As bouncy as a bumblebee. We chatter,

chatter, giggle, share. And toss our laughter in the air.