We sat silent

And content

With eyes

Still full of sleep

Waiting for the bus

The sky was still dark

Like it usually is

Because school

Starts way too early

And we listened

As the wind

Kicked up the leaves

Newly crisp and dead

From Fall’s bully breath

They sounded

Like skeletons

Dancing

On concrete

Sidewalks

And then the bus came

And all the skeletons

Just flew away