The Ride (2007) Poem by Jodie Phillips
The Ride (2007)
Rolling hills and mountain peaks
Crossing bridges over creeks
Winding roads through plains and trees
Birds are dancing in the breeze
Wind blows hard against my face
Sun is warming up my space
Rumbling pipes have filled the air
Peaceful hum without a care
Water flowing over rocks
I forget about the clocks
I don't need technology
For this place has set me free
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