Riding my bike

Riding my bike

A Poem by Sarah W. French
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I was doing nothing wrong

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Riding my bike
sailing across the ground
That is my freedom
A place to practice lines,
sing, and think
Riding my bike
in the golf course
So few people about
i've done it so many times
Today I'm riding
Not even saying a word
I nod to a chubby man and he
points out this is not a place to ride
But where am i to go
This is next to the path
I guess I could ride at the beach
I know where i was
that's not the issue
The issue is I need to move about
and there's no where to go
Riding my bike
now a think i can't do

© 2012 Sarah W. French


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Added on July 6, 2012
Last Updated on July 26, 2012

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Sarah W. French
Sarah W. French

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I won't be publishing all my poems on here but I am putting them on my tumblr. Please check them out. I'm a 16 year old girl who mostly writes poems. I have been verbally bullied and use poetry t.. more..

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