The last thing he wanted to do today was run for the bus
I mean he just got off working a double shift at Toys R Us
It’s not like he has never done it
U know, run for the bus before
But his kid is in the school play
With the biggest part
And he’s only in grade four
He promised he’d sit in the front row
And get there before the curtain was drawn
Even if it meant he’d be there with his work clothes on
He wouldn’t miss it for the world
A disposable camera and some gummy worms
He knew his son always liked those
So he ran hard for the bus
While people stared at his pace
Thinking to themselves
That he shouldn’t bother running
Another bus would come along and take this ones place
But he had made a promise to his son
A word he had to keep
Cause his daddy used to make them all the time
But his talk was very cheap
He wanted to set an example
And make his kid feel special
Didn’t want to disappoint his child
So he’d run for a million buses
If it meant his son wouldn’t wrestle
With the conflicting thoughts
That his daddy didn’t care
He wouldn’t make the same mistakes
And be a daddy who wasn’t there
So if you see a man running for the bus
And the bus driver doesn’t see
Make sure to hold a spot for him
So his child can be on stage happy
That his daddy was the best a daddy could be

That’s my word.
Peace.

Poetry