Mar 21, 2019

poem - 'It is a warm afternoon in October'

It is a warm afternoon in October,
in Northern California's huge central valley.
The day considers getting hot,
But decides against it in the end.
Riding my bicycle west
Puts the late day sun in my eyes.
I ride that way anyhow;
Some people are like that.
Pulling over in the shade of an old cedar,
The ice water in my bottle
Tastes like the love of heaven,
But then, of course, this is heaven.
Isn't it?
Other people have their own stories,
This one is mine.

16 Oct 2018
21 March 2019

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