How far did you ride your bike
In the summertime before they turned out the streetlights
With mates no matter the weather
To each one that you were tethered
Around to the local oval ground
Where you kicked the football around
Or to the beach on a summers day
Drinking from tap water along the way
There were adventures you never told
When your bravery was so bold
And your mother would have a fit
If she knew the facts of it
There was never enough time
But we used to fit it in just fine
And any case there was always the next day
When bikes were ready to go straight away.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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