30 Poems in 30 Days
Day 23 - include 3 parts of the body

Toolern Creek Park bike path
allows my knees to twinge
only slightly, my arms to
remember strength I used to
take for granted, holding
and steering handlebars, and
my legs to re-experience
the equality that pre-dated
cartilege injury, Potts fractures
and my children's gestations.

Don't laugh: I ride a large
tricycle, racing against Caleb
who turned four last week.
He tilts alarmingly on his
trainer wheels, while I
pedal steadily without risk.
Our slower companions
can streak ahead on two wheels.
Caleb and I rejoin them.
Our bikes, too, like being with friends.