My Two Wheels...

Most of our years have flown away

That's, how it played out...in present day

And...We go on alone, with our thoughts

 So...I'll spend my days, on the two wheels, I bought

The questions on what wrong 

are many sided

I've got no answers

There were none... provided

Life, as well, became very heavy, 

When I was small,

A dark cloud that rained, surrounded us all

The cool breeze, rustling trees

Helped my escape, from older one's 

Who couldn't get along

 Back then, I could get on those two wheels and feel the wind

where ever I'd go

And if would rain on me... when I got home

 I'd get on that Schwinn and just go and go

Now the same kind of feeling

Has followed me again

We hold our ground

I stand alone and pretend

No talking, no feeling

I seem to be with strangers 

My fading eyes, have become more of a danger

I wish I could wave my hand 

and help them grin

but I ride these two wheels

 Crush... this inner sorrow... like it was tin

It's a mystery to me

Why this...has become, once again

If  I could write some words

For them, that wouldn't offend

I would say... find two wheels... and take a ride

Feel the breeze 

write a song with the feeling, inside

Sail on that bike

and get away

Follow those clouds

and remember those days

When we were like a family

Smiling and grinning

Not crushing the wishes of the fallen

 for the sake of their own winning

So the feeling of when I was young... has become again

a family broken ..I reflect and pretend

 so I get on that bike, for a lot miles

Chase the breeze and look for smiles

I'm lucky

 I can get away

On my two wheels

Just like back in the day