to ride away

THE RED BICYCLE

I wish i had a bicycle
That was red
with a basket on the front
I would ride with the wind
In my hair
And feel like I was
Free
From the responsibility of
Growing up
I would have yellow flowers
In my basket
a hot cross bun
and some worn out books
on philosophy and love
Like a student learning about
life
without paying bills
and tax
and driving a car
with a flat tire.