poetry and prose by stephen chute
Monday, May 9, 2022
reborn
new tires
on the old bike,
new brakes,
new cables.
a new saddle to sit on.
a new shiny
bell to ring.
new grips,
new chain.
just the frame remains
the same.
you can go
home again,
with a little help
from
friends.
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