Friendship, Humour, Just for fun, Motorcycles, Poetry

sweet dreams

 

Some riders, like my friend Sabrina, choose to hibernate during the winter months when they are unable to ride.

This poem is about that.

sweet dreams

by susan © 2023

Read here:
sweet dreams

“i just want to ride,” she said
and then she lay her blondie head

upon a pillow on her bike
like some little played-out tyke

she closed her eyes and went to sleep
from now to spring, it’s counting sheep

no more antics, no more fun
until the devil’s rain is done

except to plunge with polar bears
raising funds because she cares

then once more she’ll hibernate
knowing soon will come the date

when she’ll awake to ride again
with unicorns and moto friends

 

© 2023 Susan Macaulay. I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do not reprint, reblog or copy and paste them in their entirety without my permission. Thank you.

nuts!

it’s almost spring

a canadian rider’s winter prayer

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