Why I Ride

The afternoon was long, and I was tired
from baby care and talk and little sleep.
“I’ll drive you home,” she thanked as she inquired
how best to help me get to well-earned rest.
But I refused the ride, for I desired
the privacy of public trains and buses.
I get to people-watch. I get inspired.
And though it costs me time, I plan to keep
my urban transit ways. I’ll rest rewired.

(Magic 9)

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