Letters

A Bike

Aug 07, 2019
Photo by: Helen Fadini

A bike stands alone chained to a bench.

Sunrise to sunset, a bike stands alone.

At noon it’s surrounded by bikes of all colors and sizes

But by sunset, like a sentry, a bike stands alone.

A strong wind blows a bike over, but a bike never leaves its post.

Why was it deserted and by whom for so long?

Was it forgotten after a long walk on the beach at dusk?

Or did the owner take a late night swim, never to return?

Helen Fadini

Washington Township, N.J., and Beach Haven

 

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