New Chapter

Life;
Is a moving bus,
Stopping, letting new people on,
Letting old people off,
People move, change stops, 
They are consumed, 
As the wheels go round and round
They grow up busy and 
Suddenly the bus driver is saying,
"Quick, Quick, Quick"
Too quickly.
And they leave, 
Often leaving a seat 
Beside you empty.
Prehaps they'll be 
Back?
A new stop approaches
An empty seat,
A new chapter.