My Bike Ride

Sound of the rushing wind

In one with the gentle rain,

Peddling on, peddling on

In tune with heart beat

Deliberately light on the feet,

Peddling on, Peddling on

Found delight and freedom of flight

In peddling on, peddling on

What joys of riding a bike!

Peddling harder, peddling faster,

Peddle to the blurring world

Peddle to the beat unheard

Peddle on until unable

To the ends of your span

To love the bike you handle

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