Bike Path

Reads: 232  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 2

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
Childhood + current love + three wheels.

Submitted: June 21, 2011

A A A | A A A

Submitted: June 21, 2011

A A A

A A A


Bike Path
 
Like your kindergarten tricycle,
The one with the now rusting wheels,
Cracked plastic seat,
And sqeaky, yet stiff handlebars,
I’m out on your driveway,
Cast off as something you’ve merely outgrown.
 
And on that sticky memory,
Of graduating to a better, more mature bicycle,
Is where our spokes circle.
 
Because you said
You can’t be 12 years old and still riding a three-wheeler
Around the neighborhood,
You have to let go.
Then I said
Even if you get a new bike, two wheels it may be,
You will still always remember your trike,
You can never truly let something you love go.
 
Almost like a perfectly planned metaphor,
In an advanced English class,
We have written the lines to our own thoughts.
 
Illustrating, on that golden August day,
How our love would cycle.


© Copyright 2019 Birdie11. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments