Ellen's Bicycle
She circled and gave life to my broken down one
In the moment or two I spent in her sun
I was turned and shaped by her industrial hand
And left alone to peddle this land
So I rode that bike for many a year
Despite being stuck in the same ol’ gear
It lead me across back roads and new tar
As I followed the light of her shining North star
3/23/18
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