My Red Bike and Me

I learned on a relic...quite bent out of shape, rusty and dented..... and not even quaint!.., An rattle-trap, hand-me-down, that had seen better days A ten year old's wishes, had faded away.... But, then on my birthday, as I opened my eyes... There sat a beauty, my birthday surprise My very first bike.....shiny and red!! My dreams had come true.....as I jumped out of bed!!! I tore off the ribbon, to take a good look No time now, for breakfast, no time now, to groom I jumped into my clothes, and then burst from the room Onto the sidewalk, and into the street Shouting to everyone.. "Will you come, look at me??!!!" With legs long and tan, I began peddling fast The sun hid it's shine, the cold wind was brash Breeze blew through my hair and into my face With time on my side, I was winning a race! We were sailing along, I could hear the wheels spin Over the hills, where often I'd been! Clutching the handles, pumping my knees I flew past the graveyard, as I peddled with ease Far down the lane that circles the fields With rows of tall corn stalks, all waiting to yield Passing the warehouse that sold Daddy's seed I flew past the postman, and the church near the square! A turn 'round the corner, the train depot there! Splashing through puddles along the bumpy old track My legs kept on peddling......with no looking back!! Didn't notice the dark clouds or storm in the sky The air was so sweet as I held my arms high Was I dreaming? I didn't care...as I glided in time All the happiness I felt, all the joy of that I ride! I remember that birthday....that's been hidden inside.. Look at me!! Look at me!! On my red bike, it's me!! Don't you see??!!! Don't you see!!! ... That young girl was me!! Like a clock that's unwinding..!! That is me that you see!! I remember....I remember....How happy and free As those wheels spin beneath me Look at me !!!!!!!!! Do you see?? Free as a bird....it is me, it is me!!! Wheeeeeeeee!!!!