the farewell

The farewell

The family visitors from the town
was standing by the roadway
waiting for the bus
taking them back into the town
He, the boy, came from
although the boy liked staying
at the farm, his heart belonged
with those leaving.
He heard the bus approach and stop
He was hiding behind a stone-fence
No, he wasn’t going to cry
They called his name
but only when the bus left
did he get up and waved