There is a girl who takes West every day
Step over step, through shining snow
To catch a bus—number 2–at hill’s crest
To go where each day I do not know
But today, sky heavy and gray above
Snow didn’t fall and melted below
And this is the day she does not come
Her steps aren’t labored, her gait not slow.
Today she doesn’t move like she’s weathered
Because despite weather she does not go
Amidst all my puzzles, this one stands out:
The girl who stayed in when it didn’t snow.
Step over step, through shining snow
To catch a bus—number 2–at hill’s crest
To go where each day I do not know
But today, sky heavy and gray above
Snow didn’t fall and melted below
And this is the day she does not come
Her steps aren’t labored, her gait not slow.
Today she doesn’t move like she’s weathered
Because despite weather she does not go
Amidst all my puzzles, this one stands out:
The girl who stayed in when it didn’t snow.
