Ode to Bikes

O, Bikes those wonderful things
They take you places of excitement and adventure
You are flying, flying on a machine of metal and wires
It is freedom
No one can stop you
They can hurt you or
Heal you
They are bicycles
So sleek and slender they
Are so beautiful
But they are tough
Riding through mud and rain and snow
Crashing and falling
O how you bless me bike
Whistling through deserts and mountains and prairies
O, bikes those wonderful things





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