I was riding slowly my bike at the street
Seeing above the horizon
Waiting for the sunset
The wind sounded like whispers in my ear
I felt a comfortable sensation in my body
and then a beautiful sunset was appearing at the end of the way.
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Hello Uncle Apple! hahaha!
ReplyDeleteI remember you were talking about this poem last week in our ELAB. Your writing made me miss my old bike ): Anyway, good job!
See you!