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Untamed and free, a joy at heart
Of greenest earth and bluest sky A child’s trust Two bloody knees A father kneeling by “Daddy, it hurts, and I’m so scared Please don’t make me try again” A strong embrace And scratchy face A whisper from a friend “Just one more time son, don’t give up Or you’ll never learn to ride I’ll hold you firm I promise that Now get back on your bike” Training wheels abandoned for A hand placed firmly on his back A thrill of fear A rush of speed Twin circles humming black The boy screamed, “Daddy, don’t let go!” As the wind pulled at his hair And turning round The child found His father wasn’t there
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