Spring Circus

So every Thursday we rode our buses to unforeseen places.
If we didn’t go last year then we would see it this year.
Remember the bare feet running atop the grass?
Cold and a little scared we were a family.
With CD players linked to our ears we all sang the same songs together for entertainment.
Like vandals we did what we liked.
Oh, how we survived under the grey clouds and skies.
It was all ok.
We were all ok.
In places of teaching we succeeded.