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7/9/2023
Anxious, i started getting dressed, feeling great and on my way
to visit a friend few blocks away.
I hopped on my new mountain bike and zoomed down
on a downhill not so busy street near by our small town.
It always gives me a thrill to ride as fast, passion such.
Feeling the air rush past me with the lightest of touch.
On the sidewalk, a group of friends were laughing together.
I heard one of them yell, "Where are you going Heather."
I turned my back, I waved and let out a small giggle.
In moments, off and over a parked car. I did niggle.
As I laid sprawled out behind its rear bumper,
my friends ran over giggling. " You're a great jumper.
My pride was bruised, though I made an effort not to show.
It was like being ran over by a speeding train, you know.
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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