My Bike
You're my freedom song
as we speed along,
the ultimate thrill
as we whizz downhill
You can lead, you can chase,
you can cruise, you can race.
Your wheels spin so fast
the houses fly past.
I haven't a care
when the wind’s in my hair.
You comfort, excite,
you're my joy, my delight.
My beautiful bike.
as we speed along,
the ultimate thrill
as we whizz downhill
You can lead, you can chase,
you can cruise, you can race.
Your wheels spin so fast
the houses fly past.
I haven't a care
when the wind’s in my hair.
You comfort, excite,
you're my joy, my delight.
My beautiful bike.
This poem is copyright (©) Jacqueline Shirtliff 2024
About the Writer
Jacqueline Shirtliff
Jacqueline is a poet and primary school teacher on the Isle of Man. One of her favourite things is helping children to love poetry and reading and encouraging them to be writers themselves. She lives in a rose-covered cottage near the sea and enjoys gardening, crochet, and playing the tuba and harp, but not all at the same time! You can read some of her other poems in The Caterpillar, Tyger Tyger, Northern Gravy, The Toy, and Little Thoughts Press.
