Of course, it was raining.
When she sent me for
The mail. I had old clothes
On and threw on a rain
Jacket and took off on my
Bike. Cars were traveling
On the same road and
One didn’t see me until
The last moment and
When he braked, he
Skidded off the blacktop
And ran into a tree. I had
To stop to see if he was
Okay. It turned out that
He was, and he said he
Was sorry that he wasn’t
More careful. He thanked
Me for stopping and then
Backed up right over my
Bike that I had laid down
Before running to see about
His condition. He took me
To the post office and then
Home. He said he would
Have my bike repaired. By
Then the rain had stopped.
Stanski
April 17, 2024, ^
Steve Haarman 