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Feb 2015
A Greyhound bus cruising on Highway 101
The open road with an endless done
The Colorado Hills
They are reminding me of movie stills
The Greyhound bus wheels rolling at 55
All the Rocky Mountain peaks have their own strive
I am reclining in my leather seats
Listening to my music that can’t be beat
The bus pictures windows adding flavor as a treat
Our journey has spanned from Denver to Phoenix
Our Greyhound bus climbing hills than any bird that could fly
It’s the hound with endurance giving every try
Yet the Greyhound bus showed me my Rocky Mountain high
The night headlight flashes on and off
The Greyhound bus greeting other drivers as they pass by
America just waves and the hound knows how to behave
The Rocky Mountains as they stand tall and *****
They seem to move as the Greyhound bus wheel’s seem too soothe
Our Greyhound bus pulls into the terminal stead
A journey of 3 days and I could use a bed
The picture being the traveller in the ride
My disembark that was adventurous and included a life of stride.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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