Steady…tip left. Get back up. Steady…lean right, lean left, fall right. See blood. Cry out. Wait for mom and dad to run over (they are watching from a distance). Put band-aid on knee. Wish it would’ve been a Transformers one. Get back up. Ask for dad for help. Cry when he says you can do it yourself. Make him promise not to let go of the back of the seat. Left foot on pedal, push off with right. Last-second check to make sure dad is still there (he is). Steady. Steady. Steady. Look left. The grass is incredibly green this summer. Look right. The neighbors have an adorable puppy. Steady. Steady. Steady. Stop at the end of the street (left foot on pedal, right on ground). Turn around. See dad standing at opposite end. See him give thumbs up. He lied. Hear mom cheer. He lied. Smile…because he lied.
Feel the summer breeze Pride rushing through every vein Sometimes lies are good
this is a haibun, a form of poetry consisting of prose and one or more haiku(s) relating to the theme of the passage.