Two Divergent Suggestions

TWO DIVERGENT SUGGESTIONS “Hey honey, how about taking a bicycle ride Let the whirling wheels be our guide We could ride by that willow you used to weep for And the carpet of clover our eyes could not ignore The two of us pedaling each as a pair Just a beautiful Sunday for only us to share We could stop by the little lake where we always see that same duck The one who walks crooked and seems to say “this waddle was just my luck” The sun’s just coming up and perhaps that’s a sign And still that duck’s waddle, for him is just fine We might see children at play in a park But for right now sip your tea because it’s still a bit dark We can take to the seat and take to the wheels Form a fantasy out of reality and see how it feels Tomorrow doesn’t matter nor does the past And we can pedal slowly or we can go hyper fast As the wind whips your hair you giggle a little While wonder and wistfulness are caught in the middle All the everyday scenes we seem to take for granted Oh, and we could find out if those tulips have been planted” Alas there was to be no bike ride with my mate of eight years After I said it was over she begged “wait until my eyesight clears” Her tears burned my heart but I had some objections Because we would have been riding a bicycle built for two going in two divergent directions © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~