Sisters
at the end of the country road where the hill ends,
two little girls were running. The sisters who saw the bus stopped
the old blue bus panted and stopped at the end of the hill
the sisters stared. There were no buses seen in the village for a long time
they started touching the bus like some big compassionate blue horse
whom they harnessed to pull the cart
a crowd of excited and happy children run out of the bus
then three nuns and a hunched-over driver came out
......
Sisters
at the end of the country road where the hill ends,
two little girls were running. The sisters who saw the bus stopped
the old blue bus panted and stopped at the end of the hill
the sisters stared. There were no buses seen in the village for a long time
they started touching the bus like some big compassionate blue horse
whom they harnessed to pull the cart
a crowd of excited and happy children run out of the bus
then three nuns and a hunched-over driver came out
......