Parched Memory From 1969
Pedaling along
a rocky road,
a dusty road,
a hot and sunny road.
Pedaling past
dry, rocky fields,
dry, dusty fields,
hot and sunny fields.
Surprised to see
a lily flower,
a lonely flower,
a kid stoning it.
Pedaling back
The setting sun lay low across the field.
Boy, flower and memory are long gone.
Copyright © Paul Schroeder | Year Posted 2017
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