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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527643" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After Bike Ride</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jim's younger sister <br>Followed you everywhere <br>and stood watching </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as you rode the old car <br>around the field <br>or whizzed around </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on their motorbike <br>to the cheers and shouts <br>from the fence </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Monica why don't you <br>go off and play <br>Jim said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes <br>said Pete <br>her other brother </div><div style="margin:10px 0">go play with your dolls <br>go take a run and jump <br>she said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and still stood watching you <br>her eyes fixed on you <br>like wasps on a jam jar </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to watch him ride <br>she said <br>and stood with her hands </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on her hips <br>waiting until you stopped <br>the bike and got off </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and wandered over to you <br>and said <br>I like the way you ride </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like how you sway <br>and swerve on the bike <br>and you smiled at her </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and took in <br>her short stature <br>her dark eyes </div><div style="margin:10px 0">her determined expression <br>and as Pete rode off <br>on the bike </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and Jim stood <br>on the fence <br>calling to him </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Monica put her hand in yours <br>and said <br>wish you were my brother </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know you'd let me ride <br>the bike or car <br>and not tease me </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or bawl me out <br>I guess I would<br>let you ride the bike or car </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you said <br>and sensed <br>her small hand in yours </div><div style="margin:10px 0">her thumb rubbing <br>against your skin <br>but seeing </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as you're not my brother <br>she whispered <br>maybe you could </div><div style="margin:10px 0">marry me one day <br>and we could ride off <br>into the sunset </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like they do in the movies <br>in Jim's old car <br>yes sure maybe </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you said <br>knowing inside <br>that'd be a bridge too far.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q>
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Followed you everywhere 
and stood watching 

as you rode the old car 
around the field 
or whizzed around 

on their motorbike 
to the cheers and shouts 
from the fence 

Monica why don't you 
go off and play 
Jim said 

yes..."></div>
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