Down the Hill and Across the Road

Down the Hill and Across the Road The fence post I met a fence post today It was not my intent But my bicycle went astray The post in my front fender put a dent My head hurt as I fell to the ground I saw stars My whining was the only sound Except for the passing cars To my home I wanted to go I shook my head I knew my progress would be slow I lay there with dread Rubbing my face and nose Up I stood There was also pain in my toes The whole experience was not good I walked for a distance Before my bicycle I mounted As my peddling grew consistence Ha, ha I’m okay I shouted!