David and I gave
each other bike hugs
we both are like
little kids when we cycle
Pedaling along our
newly asphalted roads
we drink in the
extraordinary
Florida sunsets
and admire the neatly
manicured front yards
of kind neighbors
Mike's tiny dog
"Lil Bit"
yelps protectively
as we rocket past his yard
a lot of folks have joined
the happy carefree world
of bicycling since the
corona crisis
I chose a tricycle
for my preferred ride
"Sai Purple Majesty"
jets down Beacon Street
Behind David's Red Cruiser
Laughing with glee
we ride off into the
glowing candy apple sunset
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 6:56 PM UTC
David and I gave
each other bike hugs
we both are like
little kids when we cycle
Pedaling along our
newly asphalted roads
we drink in the
extraordinary
Florida sunsets
and admire the neatly
manicured front yards
of kind neighbors
Mike's tiny dog
"Lil Bit"
yelps protectively
as we rocket past his yard
a lot of folks have joined
the happy carefree world
of bicycling since the
corona crisis
I chose a tricycle
for my preferred ride
"Sai Purple Majesty"
jets down Beacon Street
Behind David's Red Cruiser
Laughing with glee
we ride off into the
glowing candy apple sunset
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