The Magic Bus has served us well,
Each seat has many a story to tell.
He was the very, very best,
But now he’s old and needs a rest.

He helped us go from here to there,
He helped us get the clothes we wear.
No matter the weather, the time or place,
He brought a smile to our face.

I know it’s sad to lose a friend
When good things come to a gentle end.
When what we thought would always stay
Cannot be with us for each day.

But, just remember, don’t despair,
There’s another special bus somewhere.
And when we find him he will be
Here each day for you and me.

Leslie McDiarmid