I raced to the school;
My ponytails bounced,
Brushed past me wind cool.
The cycle became my companion
Day in and day out—
I hung around with my friends,
As my laughter echoed down the road.
Be it school, be it coaching classes,
I had my trusted friend,
It carried me on its back
Swiftly manoeuvring through every bend.
I was a free bird,
Travelling wherever I liked,
Low-maintenance, no-carbon travel
This friend of mine afforded.
I grew up and secured a job,
I was able to afford a car,
But this friend stayed in a quiet corner
Of my home and my heart.
Image Source: Art Attack on Unsplash
(This poem written on the occasion of World Bicycle Day has been chosen a winner by Storyscrapers.)
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