new bicycle
today I believe
is the best
day of my life,
built of hills
man-made
like a dream
my new bicycle
flies down over
the bumps of greens,
of front yards,
flattening
the flowers,
with crystals
in my eyes,
And for lunch
is a party
with all the kids,
at Hungry Jacks,
with ice-cream cake
and make-a-wish candles,
yummy junk food burgers
and salty as pretzel chips.
A memory forever engrained
until the day that I die...
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