This year for Christmas, grandpa Ron hinted around about 'a special gift for the bus driver', so we asked Uncle Jason if he could come up with a poem for him! I gave Jason some idea's on what he could mention in the poem, and a few hours later he had it all put together! It's amazing that he can do that in such a short time. He truly has a gift for poem writing! To make the gift extra special, Boston spent hours hand writing the poem. After an entire eraser and my patience being tested numerous times... we got it finished and framed! It sure was a neat gift and Grandpa Ron loved it!
Bus Driver
Christmas is coming, Santa is on his way,
but for Boston, he would rather it always be Tuesday.
He gets excited when he heads off to school.
Proving to everyone his parents are raising no fool!
He sits at his desk with dreams of Bug Juice dancing in his head,
not paying any attention to what his teacher has said.
She says 'Boston, what is the answer to 3 + 2?'
He licks his lips and accidentally blurts out 'Mt. Dew!'
Yes, he was thirsty and wished his bus driver was here,
He always has something along to make his thirstiness disappear!
The bus driver also brings candy and a can of Pringles for Boston to eat.
Enough for the daycare kids too, so they can have a treat!
Together they would talk about cars and whistle at girls they would see.
Every Tuesday has been great bonding time for the bus driver and B.
All of a sudden the bell rang and Boston scurried out the door.
The time had finally come he had been waiting all day for.
It wasn't to go see Mom, Dad or his presents from Santa,
just to ride home with his bus driver, better known as Grandpa.
Boston drew a red pickup just like Grandpa's!
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