At the bus stop, waiting for the ride,
With a smile on my face, I stand beside,
My hand in my pocket, feeling so fine,
Excitement in my heart, for what's to be mine.

I'm going to London, for a week or so,
To explore the city, and watch the show,
I understand it'll be pleasantly great,
With new things to see, and new friends to make.

Suddenly the bus arrives, with a sound so loud,
I speak to the driver, as I step on the crowd,
"Take me to London, the city so grand",
And off we go, to a new land.

I look out the window, as we pass by,
The streets of London, make me sigh,
The buildings so tall, and the people so kind,
A new adventure, I'm sure to find.

So kids, always keep your hand in your pocket,
And smile at the world, even if you don't get it,
You'll understand the world, as you explore,
And make pleasant memories, that you'll adore.

Reflections

1. What is the narrator excited about at the beginning of the poem?
2. How does the narrator feel about going to London?
3. Can you describe the scenery the narrator sees from the bus?
4. Why is it important to keep a positive attitude when traveling?
5. What did you like most about the poem and why?