The wind in my hair
A smile on my face
No one around
but me and the breaks
I hear the sound of the falling rain
The swaying trees
And my wheels
cackling on the pavement
It just me and my bike
Twisting and turning around obstacles in our way
It's just me and my bike
Feeling the sensation
of being able to be out again
On a cool misty day
It's just me and my bike
Riding across the roads and Hills
Through the trees in the forest
Along the river side
On the sandy water front
Alone just me and my bike
we ride
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PoetryThis is a book of poems. Each poem is my own, unless stated. Oh and at the end of each poem you may comment 1 or 2 words that I can base the next poem off of, that's how that work. Give me 1 word then next think you know I'll Have a poem for you to...
