The First Bike

Do you remember
that your first bike
with all its magic,
had a smell?
Do you remember?

Do you remember
when you first saw it
and all your senses
went on full alert?
Do you remember?

Do you remember
how everything about it -
the scary learning,
Dad's careful teaching,
the moment he let go of the seat without telling you,
the first time you went out on your own,
all these filled a new world with magic,
Do you remember?

Do you remember
how you lived every moment
as a child?

Do you forget
how easily it's brought back?

Will you remember?

poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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