Sequel To Lady On A Bicycle Poem by Kwai Chee Low

He was ready for her today
Atop his trusty bicycle
Surely she will come this way
Lady on a bicycle

Hark! There she is, bicycle and bell!
Hair flowing, blown by the breeze
She gave her cheery smile
She was gone in a whiz

Heart thumping, he gave chase
Passing by hills and dales
Old oak trees and murmuring streams
To alight finally at a house at the end of the trail

Surprised she was to see him
But delight was on her face
She invited him in for cake and tea
No longer strangers, it was worth the chase