Bicycle

There’s a different sort of feeling
you get when riding a bike
an unreproducible feeling
that seems to like
to take hold of your soul
in order to free it
from being stuck on the soil
full of garbage and dirt
No, those two wheels of gold
can fly far away
where the clouds grow old
and it’s always day
the wind feels chilly
and a little bit sweet
and you can be silly
and pedal at a leisurely beat.

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10 thoughts on “Bicycle

  1. I love to ride my bike. We go for family bike rides once it gets lighter for longer again at night and see what’s changed in the neighborhood. When I was growing up the bike was our main mode of operation. I have fond memories of my friend and I riding our bikes all the way to my grandma’s house on dirt roads next to corn fields… good times.

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