Like Riding a Bicycle

Certain things you don’t forget; They somehow get ingrained. No matter when you learned them, Deep inside they have remained. Like how to burp a baby, Swim a lap or sew a stitch; The skillset’s there, so you can Pull them off without a hitch. The classic case in point, I guess, Is how to ride a bike, Which most of us were taught when young, Quite possibly a tyke. Though many years may slip away Before we ride again, We hop right in the saddle, Like we first did way back when. And after just a wobble To make sure that we are steady, We find that after months or years, One blink and we are ready. They say it’s hard to teach An older dog a brand-new trick, But if we’re lucky, lots of what we’ve learned Has seemed to stick.