Breaking a Sweat
I am confused and loosing focus
The stress of daily life engulfs
I look out the massive clear window to my left
I see a couple jogging side by side, laughing
That is when idea strikes!
I run to the garage- that holds my favorite object in the world
My shiny bicycle is calling my name
The snap of the helemt's buckle makes me smile
The faster I pedal, the quicker the pavemnt moves below me
As the cool wind hits my face, all my senses are intensified
I feel alive
This poem is about:
Me