The weather drives like a school bus
Big and yellow, formidably containing
It’s little treasures of sun and snow
All busy in flurries and sunshine chatter
On the way to educational elemental experiences
that change with every volatile bump
On the road to knowledge
There’s talk of the weather here and there
In global contrasts and agreements
Hoping to figure it all out with nature
And God and the people who want to fix it
Try to fix the weather in a school bus
Filled with every season in the storm and calm
In the capricious shift and change within us all
Like today; frigid, bitter wind, and snowy
Yesterday was sporting 55 and pouring rain
There’s days like that, minutes like that
In the seasonal thrust of living like you mean it
In the variable experience of your expressed weather
When the forecast was sunny, hot, and humid
When the truth storms out in a tidal wave
The weather will drive you like a school bus
Whether you’re passenger, driver, or watching
It drive by from almost to the bus stop.
Whether you like it or not on any given day
You have weather choices to make inside
Let the outside take care of itself.
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 