Cleaning out the draft folder…these words were more true 4 years ago, but now that we are experiencing a pandemic and neighbors are bored silly because of their self-imposed isolation, it seems to me that my neighbors have become more friendly and more interested in being noticed because I no longer have to initiate a greeting – people are actually waving to me and greeting me and saying “hello” and “good morning” and “how are you” and smiling. Was that a compount-compound sentence I just wrote?? Anyhow, enjoy the WAVE…
Addiction #33a 9/3/2016
Addiction to A Wave – II
While on my bike in the neighborhood
Enjoying the ride and feeling good,
I’d get some looks from different folks
As I spun my wheels with 36 spokes.
Out and about on my one-speed bike
Is something that I really like.
It’s not a race when I’m out for a ride;
It’s just a chance to be outside.
My bicycle is a simple one.
You turn the pedals and it will run.
There are no gears you can mistake.
To stop, you use your coaster brake.
No matter whom I chance to meet
My nature is to try to greet;
But, when I raise my hand into a wave
It’s probably something that I should save.
So many folks refuse to budge
As if they hold a permanent grudge.
They dare not greet a perfect stranger,
Because they think there is a danger.
If you pass me on your super wheels
You’re not aware of how it feels
To have me wave a friendly hi
And I’m ignored as you go by.
No matter what, I’ll keep on riding;
You won’t see that my hand is hiding.
Just lift your hand; show some smiles
As I bike along some friendly miles.
Life is “Just Right” in Arizona