clean the bicycles
again for it's time
rotate the wheels
pump it up
check the
brake pedals
and the hand
grips as well
i can hear the birds
chirping, humming
their lullabies
i can see the red
cardinal above
with its color
so different
so distinctly bright
spring has sprung
the bikes will be
at work again
the spinning
wheels sounding
like a whirl
of a cotton
candy ready
to melt in
your mouth
sights and sounds
of spinning wheels
of cotton candies
caught in
your mind
ready to spin you
round and round
without rest
until the end
until the wheel
until your mind
stops...
