My Motorbike

When I ride it up a jump I go so
high I can nearly touch the sky.
But when I fall or stall I get back up
shake it off than sit or stand
as I ride it again up and down.
Hills and jumps through the day and night.
On cold and wet days I slip and slide through the
mud as the wheels go to different tracks and
turns like snakes.
I know I won't have it forever so I ride it each
day to get better it is mine and will always be.

My very first red and white motorbike.