SPRING IS HERE
If morning rides have seen you return home
And it’s still barely dawn,
Spring is Coming.
If the pain in your legs is nothing compared
To the stinging cold of hail on your cheeks,
Spring is Coming.
If the bike has been barely wiped clean of grime
Before it’s covered in filth on the very next ride,
Spring is Coming
If preparing to ride is an endless chore
Of donning layer after layer of winter warmers,
Spring is Coming.
If incredulous drivers behind toiling windscreen wipers
Tap their heads and laugh as they pass,
Spring is Coming.
If the valleys are golden with wattle
And the roads are strewn with Almond blossom,
Spring is - Here.
If the trails are alive with whirring gears
And a rainbow of lycra though the trees,
Spring is here.
If you survived the winter with hope in your soul
On the promise of summer days long,
SPRING IS HERE.
Comment by Michael Fraser on September 13, 2012 at 16:54 Nice prose, but where were you riding or this a photograph near home?
Comment by snappy_don on September 13, 2012 at 17:06 Uraidla
bugger me drunk ... you're Miss Pink Panther!!!!
The spring has sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonder where da boidies is.
They say da boid is on da wing,
but that's absoid -
I know da wing is on da boid.
Often attributed to Ogden Nash.
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