On The Greyhound

On The Greyhound

© 2002 by Bud Lemire

 

Here I sit traveling, on the Greyhound

Traveling to the place, where my love is found

Crossing many states, riding every mile

Just so I can see, her sweet wonderful smile

Across many lands, I never thought I'd see

Why, I even saw the river, the great Mississippi

Two days on the road, exhausting was the trip

But I took another bite, and took another sip

I knew this trip, would be the last one alone

Because upon this journey, I was on my way home

She would be there waiting, with a hug and a kiss to give

This is the way, I always thought my life should live

Filled with so much love, it seems to overflow

Knowing our love is together, wherever we will go

Life is but a journey, where we travel place to place

And we take it as it comes, at our own pace

While I sit here writing this, as we stop to grab a bite

I will be forever guided, by my true love's light

For she had some along, and brought so much to me

Because of that, we'll share, the same destiny

It turned out to be quite a trip altogether to enjoy there.

But within two years, I returned to the Upper Peninsula

of Michigan to start a new adventure. New loves, and

finally to the greatest love of all. What a journey!