Free as a bird Soaring not a word The wind it blows me The road it knows me The sky it sees me The ride it frees me Gone like a shot The sun feels so hot The strength empowers me Great joy it showers me This love is what I like Always for my bike
© 1995
Other Poems:
Mary Colleen
Carry Me
Look
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