Keeping On The Wheels
They sit in a circle tiny children held in big laps
The Wheels On The Bus Go Round and Round
sing the mothers and perhaps once in a while
a father ..clutching tiny hands to clap, bouncing
knees – Grinning at one another - some even
happy …
Others just trying with pounding hearts
and trembling fingertips just trying to
keep the flippin wheels from flying off
Crashing, cracking the wall standing
Between song and sanity