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Tim
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since 1999-06-08

Posts 1794

0 posted 2002-09-16 11:16 PM

When I was just a little tyke,
I had a red Schwinn Flyer bike,
With monkey bars; banana seat,
I was in heaven, my life complete.
Upon each spoke, a baseball card,
How "Mickey" hummed, when I rode hard,
(Don't rub it in, because I know,
today that card, is worth some dough.)
I rode that bike, both day and night,
Taped to the front, my Dad's flashlight,
Racing down Mulberry street,
Against the wind I would compete,
Past the house of Mary Sue,
Golden hair with eyes of blue,
I’d not wave when I rode by,
She was a girl the reason why,
I’d sneak a peak, or maybe two,
As I whizzed past, that’s what I do,
Pedal faster, show my stuff,
To prove to her that I was tough,
For on my bike I was ten feet tall.
Free as the wind, no cares at all.

Today I thought of red Schwinn bikes,
Of long ago's and little tykes,
Of playing catch, hot summer days,
Secret clubs and hideaways,
(No girls allowed, that was a rule,
'cause we were boys, and we were cool)
Of races down Mulberry street,
Against the wind, it was so neat,
But my bike's no more, and now I'm grown,
It is a car that I now own,
But as I parked at home tonight,
I thought I saw in fading light,
Memories of a little tyke,
Atop a red Schwinn Flyer bike,
With monkey bars; banana seat,
And of a time, life was complete.
But then a voice, it was my wife,
Returning me to present life,
I heard her call, “Dear is that you?”
And I replied, “Yes, Mary Sue.”

[This message has been edited by Tim (09-16-2002 11:40 PM).]

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2002-09-16 11:18 PM

I like it

Cold hands means a warm heart

fishop
Member

since 2002-09-13

Posts 79
ohio

2 posted 2002-09-17 12:03 PM

Put a smile on my face and a crapload of memories in my head. I road my bannana seat shwin on Mullberry st to. Did you ever pop a wheelie and the front wheel fell off? LOL

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

3 posted 2002-09-17 09:39 AM

Get a book published of your poetry--and I'll buy it!--and copies for my friends and family as well! I love your writing---the nostalgia, the rhythm, the imagery..........................ad infinitum!

~ S-M-I-L-E-S ~
EA

Nightshade

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since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

4 posted 2002-09-17 09:45 AM

Tim - oh, I loved this!! It reminds me of when my hubby likes to talk about his "way cool" bike he had as a boy. He and his buddies flying down the streets. Mustang bikes I think they were called back then. lol. Chris

Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away.

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

5 posted 2002-09-17 09:47 AM

awwwww..I don't know if it's true or not..but this was a delightful read, Tim.
I don't think we had banana seats yet.
The rhythm and rhyme were perfect reading this aloud.
~smiling~
M

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

6 posted 2002-09-17 09:47 AM

The Statler Brothers have a song, "Maple Street", which is much like this in design, a delightful reminisce of those dusky summer days and twilight shadows...

and of the Mary Sues who took on the 10 foot boys...

thank you, Tim...

Nightshade

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since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

7 posted 2002-09-17 09:47 AM

Ooops! Forgot to add it to my library....it's a keeper! Chris

Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away.

NewEnglandlazurlu
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-01-04

Posts 7470
A Mountain Paradise

8 posted 2002-09-17 09:54 AM

Tim, I so enjoyed this and it flooded me with memories of my own bike, although it was not as fancy as yours.

I just rented the movie "Hearts of Atlantis" with Anthony Hopkins and in it the little boy desperately wants a beautifuly new Schwinn bike. The dreams of a youngster.

Oh the things that evoke memories are such a treasure.

Hugs, Marti

Every now and then take a good look at something not made
with hands -- a mountain, a star, the power of the ocean.
There will come to you wisdom,

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

9 posted 2002-09-17 10:03 AM

Tim,
I had a sled like that. Wonderful write, enjoyed.

suthern

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since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

10 posted 2002-09-18 12:49 PM

What a delight this was to read! I was smiling long before the ending... enjoying every word, every picture of memory lane. *S*

Denise

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since 1999-08-22

Posts 22648

11 posted 2002-09-19 08:38 PM

One of my all time favorites, Tim!

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