The Girl at the Bus

The Girl at the Bus – I’d like to Discuss,
I’m sure That she’d Wonder – Why all the Fuss?
The last Day at School – On to Fifth Grade,
She Has no Idea the Impact she’s Made.

Beauty in the Places that truly Count,
Heart of Pure Gold – Intangibles Mount.
Goodness is Flowing inside to Out.
She is a Great Kid for That there’s no doubt.

Proud of this Girl who’s So part of Me,
Hoping that others See what I See.
From now ‘til Forever I will Be in Awe,
A lucky Old Man to Be her Grandpa.