On Two Wheels

Ride a Bicycle

Learning to ride a bicycle is no small feat,
I remember the first time I sat on the seat,
I had to have balance and coordination,
Courage and fearless determination,
The fear of falling over was a constant threat,
So, practicing on grass was my best bet,
Hours of swerving and wobbly steering,
Soon turned to shouts of exuberant cheering,
I then took to the street to test my new skill,
It was a slight downhill grade, I remember it still,
Gently tapping the brake, I rode smoothly and steady,
I rode along nicely and knew I was ready,
I pedaled effortlessly, with the wind in my hair,
I rode all around the neighborhood, without a care,
It was a thrill of freedom, like none other:
To transport myself without my mother.

Tammy Harvey
Written: 5/20/2017