My Chicago Bike-F

My Chicago Bike
By Curtis Johnson

There was once a Christmas past,                                                             that never seemed to last;
Just like everything else,                                                                           that slowly came,                                                                                    and quickly passed

I prayed and prayed,                                                                                that I would be granted,                                                                       wheels that ran fast.

I desired a bicycle,                                                                                   for fun and play,                                                                                        not to improve                                                                                         my daily task

But a bike for my great desire,                                                                never came to pass,                                                                                 not even for Christmas

I grew up and moved on                                                                         away from home,                                                                              forgetting the wheels                                                                                   I wanted to own.

A licensed driver now,                                                                                   living in a much bigger town,                                                                        of loud and massive sounds.
But still I bought a bike                                                                             with money of my own;
Not for fun and play,                                                                                but to go to work,                                                                                   and to get around
Cj10292015PH
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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