Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Things to Do If You Are a Bicycle: An Original Poem

My maternal grandparents got me my first bicycle when I was in first grade. I had a little bit of trouble learning how to keep myself steady on my new bike without training wheels. Once I learned how to ride it though—I rode it everywhere! I loved the feeling of freedom it gave me. I could imagine I was flying through the air.

My daughter LOVED riding her bike when she was young too. She’d whiz around our neighborhood—her blond hair flowing in the wind. She could pedal for hours and not get tired. I think she got the same feeling riding her bike as I did when I was a kid.

This “things to do” poem is for my daughter Sara and the fond memories I have of her speeding around our neighborhood on her bicycle.


THINGS TO DO IF YOU ARE A BICYCLE

When I pedal with my feet,
Zoom me up and down the street…
wheels whirring,
spokes blurring.
Help me lift off from this earthly place.
Rocket me into outer space.

1 comment:

Bridget R. Wilson said...

I haven't ridden a bicycle in years. Elaine, your poem brings back some good memories.