Ode to the bus

Trusting you with my transport
I’m struck with so much thought
The one who brought me
To my destination

Inspiration strikes me often
I read and interact like a boffin
I’m glad that my driver isn’t rotten
To my distant station

Looking at the view
As we pass drivers who stew
In their hot cars they drove anew
To the designation

We will part soon
my thoughts, I can see in the moon
I gather them on a loom
Thanks to my omnibus relation