Rose Pedals
in the shapes of flowers around
her favorite baby sitting silent
with nothing but joy on both their faces
she asks her doll if she wants a ride
and giggles at the answer she hears
she puts Rose on the red seat of the tricycle
and walks beside her, helping her
giving serious instructions on how to ride
"don't go into the street, and stay out of
Mr. Potter's yard, you are doing so good"
then she closes her eyes tight
opens her little imagination wide
and let's go
and watches so proudly as Rose pedals home
Michael F. Lewis
Copyright © Michael F Lewis | Year Posted 2013
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