Ode to Transit

Here at SVBC we applaud those who incorporate transit in order to make bicycle commuting more feasible.  In the spirit of the bike/transit commute, I've composed an ode, celebrating my own trip to work

This morning on Route 23
You entered and sat next to me
Though seats abounded, I contend
You simply longed to make a friend

But as I turned to speak my name
You focused on a cell phone game
So there I sat – tried not to stare
While breathing disinfected air

All 'round me on the bus were those
Who, sitting in the tight blue rows
Had no concern for traffic, nor
The cost of fuel, though it did soar

For transit makes commute a breeze
We sit in air-conditioned ease
And wait to pull the corded bell,
Yell “Thank you”; wish the driver well

I did just that when my time came
As every morning, did the same
Gave thanks and asked my driver, Mike
“Please hold on while I grab my bike”