Riding Down The Road
By Erika Y
Published 5 September 2016
The wind flows through the trees and my hair
Two ordinary trees shadow me as I ride under them
I go over a speedbump I go up, I drop
I see four wheels, I quickly turn Left to make way
I abandon the crosswalk, I continue riding my bike
Bright pink blinds me as I look at my handles
An assortment of beautiful Birds swoop me as I ride
down the road.