Riding my Bike

Oh, the joy of riding my bike in the rain
The water logged air
Kisses my face
The distance is shrouded in grays.

 

Oh, the joy of riding my bike in the rain
The water rich clouds
Release their wealth
The earth drinks to its health.

 

Oh, the joy of riding my bike in the rain
The watery darts
Are aimed at me
But I laugh,
My joy, my victory.

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