Little Red Bicycles and Red Tambourines

Trying 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. 

Author's Note

To my new cousin

Reviews

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

precious

[Coyote Poetry]

The simple needs and sounds make a life complete. I like the story in your words. Nothing better then a day in the country with a lot of time. A beautiful poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Yuvia Chairez]

beautiful
nuff zaid

[Undying Glory]

aww man this is just so sweet. it's really nice. i think you've picked a great topic to write about, dedication poems are really great in my opinion.
"Little red bicycles
and red tambourines,
the sound of her laughing
is all that truly means."
awesome words man

[The Water Queen]

cute and innocent. Excellent poem my friend

[Tainted Devotion]

I really love this write. It's very innocent and it brings me back to those good old childhood memories. The rhyme scheme was good as well. Very nice. :)

[Nathan Durham]

I really liked this. It was very well written and made me think of childhood.

[Valentine]

A sweet write to your new cousin...for me it made me thing of moonlit rides of a motorcycle...lol and God bless.Valentine

[jen]

I really enjoyed this.... I love to write about memories of playing when I was little (so long ago that the Beatles were still together)... love the descriptions and the feeling of playfulness comes through beautifully

[Sara Mercury]

Cool poem. The laughter of a child is the most beautiful sound in the world, isn't it?