I’ve a story to tell of when I was a small boy of ten or eleven
Seems my little sister had just got a new bike it was blue in color
She wasn’t home at the time and the new bike was parked outside
When big brother and I decided to take a it for a ride
Beings it was a girls’ model there was no place for me to sit
So on the handlebars my brother told me to climb
As he was older I listened to him most all the time
Off we went headed up the alley to the next street over
Onto the main road we went riding double right in traffic
Brother was having a hard time seeing where we were going
As he hit a pothole guess who went flying high in the air
Sailing off the handlebars headed straight for the hard cement
The pavement came up so quickly I hardly had time to scream
There I was sitting in the middle of the road with cars all around
Big brother reached down picked me up while dragging the bike
Unfortunately the fork was broken and the tire was bent.
We pushed it home before anyone could see what we had done
Placing it in an upright position as if it was never ridden
Soon you came home to see your surprise ready to ride
once on the seat the front wheel fell off bent and broken.
You started to cry as your two older brothers ran to hide
Wasn’t long before Mom came out to see the commotion
Tears in your eyes because this was your very first ride
We paid dearly after fixing your blue colored bike.
Author notes
Nostalgia ,a great way to recall those moments in our life.those precious ones we wish we could live over.Sorry sister,for breaking your brand new bike.
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I had to read, Sam, because I had a blue bike my Mom and I saved up for with coupons...Brand new....and then a girl friend rode it, and damaged it....It brings back memories..Bikes can be repaired, hearts need mending too...So well written in rhyme
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Hey Rosemary,
The misgivings of my youth!Paid dearly fo rthat little prank.
But all in all Sis forgave me ,a couple yrs ago!
Thank you for reading and hopefully your memory was a good one.
God bless...
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I love the message at heart as children will do anything to have fun and try the paitence of their parents.. i remember well my child hood and the awesome adventures had.. the memories stained the ever presences in the soul of mind to relive..this made me smile thank you for your beautiful pen and sharing your memories hugs always Angel♥
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The trouble I got into must have driven my parents crazy!
At the time I didn't give my actions much thought,but now that I see some of me in my children and grandchildren it scares me! When I say trouble,just minor like this bike ride,and other stuff.
Memories are treasures that need dusted off from time to time in order for us to realize there true value!
I'm happy it made you smile.
God bless...
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boys will be boys
we girls are no angels either
this is just delightful
brought backs some memories a little different,
two sisters, we were very clever when it came to borrowing
trip down memory lane
wow! better then cheese cake for breakfeast
loved this
of course always well written
God bless you Sam I Am...
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We all need to take such a trip to rekindle those special moments!
Glad it conjured up some for you.
Ah yes ,my boyhood days lots of memories seem to be coming back,must be my age starting to show.
Have a wonderful day young lady.
Sam-Who Iam
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