Our bicycles on a dirt road
weaving between trees
trying to beat the sun home
You laughing
hard like the letter K
pause to cross
string fingers
Pray your big brother doesn’t know
his baseball cards
are in our spokes
Mosquito bit legs
pump in unison
My blue jacket flapping in the wind
© 2009 Massiel Ladrón De Guevara
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lovely memories here Massiel. Thanks for sharing!