It's So Unfair

I have a friend who drives a bus when I take groups on three day trips to New Mexico. He has driven us for about five years. I had not taken the trip for around ten years and on August 17-19, 2015, I took a group on a Pilgrimage to Chimayo. Lucky for me, it was my friend from the past who showed up to drive us this year. I found some of our past pictures and it prompted me to write this verse about my friend and me.

My Once A Year Friend

I only see him once a year,

my friend which I hold dear.

Seeing him brings me cheer

'Cause I know I have nothing to fear.

I met him a few years back.

He never gives me any flack.

Each time he does come back

My joy is compounded in a stack.

A kind soul who likes to drive

and for perfection he does strive.

All in the bus are like a hive

Buzzing as we talk and come alive.

He drives a great big bus

and no matter what, he does not cuss,

he patiently maneuvers in and out

as he takes us all about.

Pictures taken once a year

as every time he does appear,

he seems to persevere

and why I get older is so unclear!

He never changes, yet stays the same,
maybe nature is to blame.

It's not fair and what a shame

that I do change while he stays the same!

E. Moscoso

August 25, 2015

2005

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2007

2015