home for the holidays
sunny and warm, 40
no bike around, flew
to here and i am now
wishing that i had
endured the ten hour
drive so that i could
have passed the afternoon
riding at Michaux, so
close and not able to get
up there frustrates the
psyche but what can
one do when it’s the
holiday season and time
for visiting with family
still, if i am to be honest,
i would rather be up
there bouncing off
winter’s rocks with
low-lying sunlight
making long shadows
instead of belly-full
from christmas-baked
pies and cookies, and
wine to wash it down
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