Solo Bike Ride
Riding uphill
Out of breath
Sing a little song
The wheels sing with me
Looking down
Rugged coast, rocky ocean
White church, sharp steeple
Quaint
Unknown lives
A little lost
Downhill
Estuary’s quiet waters
Slippery gravel
Bunny!
Peace
Quiet redwood forest
Daisy path
Snowy flowers peppered with
Yellow buttercups
Quickening my pace
Fly around the corner
Scare a baby deer
I’m sorry
The sun is warm
It smells like summer
But the cool air bites
The soft flesh on the back of my arms
Should turn back
Want to keep going
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Bunny! I love this! I know this is old but I just saw it.
Thanks! 🙂 I don’t mind comments on “old” stuff. And it’s not *that* old. 🙂