Every weekday i catch the bus home
Yellow, Crowded, and loud
Sit in my brown lether seat and wait to get home
The first stop comes and i'm starving
I look out the window to pass the time
When i discover some trees
I always knew those trees were there
But when i looked at them that day I was positive they were waving at me
I stare forward for two more stops and then get off

Each day I can't help but look and see if their still waving
One time I couldnt help myself from waving back
Every day they wait and wave our bus goodbye
The leaves started to change colors with Autumn
A brilliant shade of bright yellow
But winters coming
There's one less leaf everyday
Today there are two

Monday they will wave there last goodbye
As their leaves dance across the road
As the seedpods drop
I know their going to spread their roots and wave goodbye to everyone
Enchanting their lives as they have mine.