Learning

a little brown boy
perhaps aged three
is learning
how to ride his
bike

the father bought
a bike
taller than the boy
but the boy
has passion

breaks his bones
suffers the bruises
just to learn
this new skill

he rides on top of the
bike unable to reach
the brake
and he laughs at all this
not seeking
any help.

there he falls again
on the ground.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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