Dad's Motorbike Ride
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Raeghan Abbott, Grade 4
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Poetry
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2015
Sounds like a fly, goes faster than a bee.
One wheel up, don’t crash into the tree.
One twist of the throttle, over rocks up bumps.
Feeling power and control, flying over jumps.
The feeling is ultimate, speed through puddles.
Pushing the limit, whilst the engine bubbles.
Speeding along, no worry or fear.
Rounding a bend, changing a gear.
A country ride, along with mates.
Past the cows and through the gates.
Prickles on your pants, grass up to your knee.
Dust in your face, still feeling free.
Setting sun, as the day ends.
Time to go, goodbye to my friends.
He is home now, feeling tiered and fried.
Big smile on his face, what a great ride.