The leaves crunching under my feet
It was a bright and sunny day
When my dad and i got our gear
zailee exclaimed,
“Dad I lost my helmet….”

We were looking in the big blue truck
Under the riding gear
Under the seats, all over
Searching for years

We found the helmet
I felt like a million bucks
when we found the helmet
Then we quickly got all of our gear on
Then we kicked our engines

We finally took off into the horizon.
once we got back we jumped the bikes
Into the truck and hopped off into the night.

In this poem
I learned that always remember your stuff
So u wont forget it