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The Countdown

Just ten minutes after I'd revved the engine

I was only nine miles away from the love of my life

Day dreaming of when we’d met just eight short months ago

Soaring at seventy down that country road

Only six more miles until she’d be in my arms again

Five years ago thoughts of love would have seemed so far out of sight

Yet four times I've already proposed, “too soon,” she’d always say

Amazing how in three seconds your entire life can change

With just two tires there’s little room for error

When one blew out I hit the asphalt, hard

In a wreck like that there’s zero chance I’d survive

One hour later the ambulance arrived at last

EMTs pressed two paddles against my chest

Shocks were delivered three times

At the hospital doctors performed four operations

Five months I spent in a coma

Followed by six months of physical therapy relearning to walk

In time all seventeen broken bones had set and healed

It cost me eight grand to buy a new bike

Now nine years later I’m still riding, fearless, wife on the back

The tenth time I asked, she finally said yes

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Feb 4, 2014
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