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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ~My Tricycle~ Christmas eve, I could not help but peek. There it was, a blue and pinkish bike. With streamers all for me... A ride, I wanted to feel inside. A surprise, I ruined for my eyes. The joy I felt, a naughty kid like me could not hide. Running back into my room, jumping with glee. Waiting and waiting............................................... Christmas day, comes to life. I'm all excited.. With the biggest grin... Mommy walks me to my bike. My grin slowly fades away. A red tricycle, I start to cry. I did not understand, why my older sister got the pretty bike. My Christmas, ruined by a ruby red tricycle. Mommies, hug did not comfort me. I cried all night, and asked my daddy' "How can this be?" "It's not fair!" "it's not fair!" Daddy, had only one response.. "Sweetie, soon you will see." New Years Eve** I sit near the windowpane. Staring at my sister ride her blue pinkish bike. Even the streamers were laughing at me. Night fall comes around.. It's cold and everyone is asleep. I sneak my way into the barn. I stare at it~ My sisters bike! The smile on my face, I still can't erase. "This bike will be mine tonight." I grab the bike by the handles bars. I walk the bike under the stars. Two hours pass, and still I can't operate the pedals. Finally I remove my shoes, and reach the pedals with my toes. I'm off into the night, than suddenly I fell upon them rocks. If only I waited for that push from daddy's hands. :To Be Continued: Lesson not learned, My scars all accounted for.
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