Little Red Bicycles and Red TambourinesA Poem by LivingDeathTrying something different.. This is what happens when you live in the country for a while.
Little red bicycles
and red tambourines, the sounds of her laughing is all that truly means. Cause it's always a good night out in the country side, on that little red bicycle out for a star light ride. Fireflies would dance and crickets would sing, the guitar would play that old harmonic hymn. There are no signs to slow us down no lights to block the stars, we're out here to live this very night not trapped inside life's bars. The country is our home where the night time likes to sing, where our heart can soar above above all other things. Little red bicycles and red tambourines, the sound of her laughing is all that truly means.
© 2010 LivingDeathAuthor's Note
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Added on June 23, 2010Last Updated on June 23, 2010 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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