Down the road
Wind in our hair
On our bikes we go
We come from different backgrounds
But family we are
Not blood related
A group together as one
Brothers and sisters are we
Ride down the highway
going wherever it leads
On our bikes
Together are we
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Star light Star bright Twinkle Twinkle Little Star The night is calm The stars are high The time has come to say good night Wrap up in...
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