I take the number 7 bus every week .
To the basement of an obscure building,
I am a member of a secret society
I have been saving hard all week
Today I will deposit my savings
As I slowly descend step by step
I hear the familiar wails
and moans of other members
As they deposit their savings
A stooped, wise , bespectacled old man
greets me at the door and ushers me inside with a smile.
I sit in a soft chair at the end of the row
The same wise old man
places a long slender glass to my eye
And the Tear Collector begins his work.
As I sit and cry
I hope you have saved them all up.
Definitely I answer, I was happy all week- no tears
Jun 27, 2010
Jun 27, 2010 at 4:13 PM UTC
I take the number 7 bus every week .
To the basement of an obscure building,
I am a member of a secret society
I have been saving hard all week
Today I will deposit my savings
As I slowly descend step by step
I hear the familiar wails
and moans of other members
As they deposit their savings
A stooped, wise , bespectacled old man
greets me at the door and ushers me inside with a smile.
I sit in a soft chair at the end of the row
The same wise old man
places a long slender glass to my eye
And the Tear Collector begins his work.
As I sit and cry
I hope you have saved them all up.
Definitely I answer, I was happy all week- no tears
copyrite :Heidi 2009