Cycling Stories

My First Ride

April 16, 2020

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My First Ride

Ten years old
Looking like I’m cold
Yet, I had to be bold
And step on a bicycle

That was the start
Of my new life on Earth
My bicycle became a friend
Whom I loved so much
And the world couldn’t think of such

You showed me all;
The wonders of nature
The shortcuts of the neighborhood
And the quickest path to school

I want to tell you all
Hidden in my heart
I hope you listen to my voice
I love you, my dear bicycle

None can separate us
You became part of me
Nothing can break us
Because our bond never grows old

May we travel around the world
And write down a new story
That will end up in history
May we cycle to the ends of the globe
And be part of the beautiful nature.

Kevon Otiende is a high school graduate living in Kenya, where he loves writing poems for friends.

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