If I Had a Bike
It would be bright and blue
My little device of divinity
I’d be that kid, the cool one
My bike would glide effortlessly
Like an aircraft
I would have begged a little harder
As daddy saw it as dangerous
Maybe convince him of the joy
It brought with every pedal
I longed to know its betrayal
As it drops me hard on the ground
Then tears roll down my face
And mother embraces me,
A lesson learned the hard way
If I had a bike
I would have smiled
Copyright © Ronny Madonsela | Year Posted 2012
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