Going Forward

I heard this while on a run, and spent 6 miles composing the poem.

“Just keep on pedalling,” dad instructed
to his son on the brand new bike. 
“Just keep on pedalling,” he repeated
as the boy’s knuckles turned white.

He kept on pedalling, as dad let go,
aiming for the park gates ahead.
But he ran out of puff, wobbled and fell,
”I can’t keep going ,” he said. 
Dad ran to his son and picked him up,
brushed off the dirt and the grime.
”You have to keep pedalling,” he said again,
”Come on, just try one more time.”
As I stood and watched that familiar scene,
it struck me, that New Year’s Day,
to survive on a bike, as in life,
to keep on pedalling is the only way. 

Published by poetdoesarun

I started running 14 years ago to help manage anxiety and depression and found the endorphins helped me in another way...to write my sermons for Sunday.... and then inspiration came for poetry. A Christmas present 2017 was a book by Jo Bell, challenging the reader to write a poem a week for a year. This blog showcases these and other poems composed on the run.

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