Pushing up the hill
Each pedal in the drill
Puffing hard in effort brought
To get home my only thought
At school all day was my stay
To be free now to fly away
Friday's were to be the aim
The weekend comes in a better game.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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I can remember that so well.. riding home on that bike, free at last, and I rode fast - quite dangerously! thank you for taking me back in time, if only for the moment