All Is Well
narrative
Logan squirms in his seat starting home for the day
he cannot ride like the other small kids.
One leg is shorter, but all is well.
He begs from the back of his big brother's bike -
please, just one more time, Lucas don't quit now
one more lap 'tween the lake and the trees;
this is better than candy.
Turning back, bro is brief -
you know I'm getting too old for this
but all is well, just one more round,
better hang on tight, Lo.
Go faster, Bubba, they're calling us names
straight ahead, we can pass up those guys -
and prove we're not wimps.
All is fading fast.
Rounding the next bend one tyke takes a tumble.
Shrewdly, big brother, Luke, pretends to fall too;
No real harm done, all is well.
More fun than winning - ending in hullabaloo
with ev'ryone on the ground.
Without a word, we all head for the lake -
past time for a break and time to cool off.
Then as they arrive home, mom overhears...
One thing about you, Luke, you know when to fake.
And, Logan, you know there are more ways to win
than just beating someone.
All is well.
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