I Once Had A Bike

I Once Had a Bike


Rolling, rolling, rolling,
I go.
Forward, forward, forward,
I know.

Backward,
Oops,
I cannot go.

I once had a bike.
It was my nice,
Toy.

I grew up,
And I then had a bike.
Vroom, vroom, vroom,
It went forward,
But never backward.

I turned out just like my bikes.

by Vera Sidhwa

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