That is what they say
Another ride today?
Didn’t you ride yesterday?
What is the matter with you?
They don’t understand
How the morning sun warms my face
Feeds my soul, takes the place
Of all the so-called solutions
To the problems of the day
Real or imagined
All fade away
Another ride today?
You bet
Another ride
everyday
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thanks for publishing my piece
I love this. So simple, yet descriptive. For a second there I felt like I was on a bike ride. Well done, Bill.