The Little Girl And Her Bicycle Poem by Justin Gildow

The little girl and her bicycle went
riding by one day
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary
So it seemed

I was on my porch
Sitting in a chair
Having a cup of tea
Nothing bothering me
Nothing bugging me
Why should it have
Why should I have worried


The little girl and her bicycle
Well, many knew of her
She loved her bicycle
She loved riding

The little girl and her bicycle
Well, I caught glimpses of her
Yet, I didn't know her

In the time to come
The little girl and her bicycle
would no longer be around here
And many cried tears
Over her
But her memory lives on
It lives on forever to some

Though she's gone
There's a park named after her