October Poem...Yep that's a warning.

We headed for Meyersdale,

 the three of us did:

Leo,

Ryan, 

and me 

to ride on the bike trail. 

For a Sunday afternoon ride

on this breezy Autumn day

was just what the doctor ordered 

to chase away the blues. 

The tires were checked,

the seats were adjusted,

and soon we were off; 

there was no time to lose. 

We took off in a hurry,

but soon settled in; 

our stride was just right 

and this race we would win. 

Until...

 Ryan wiped out

and bumped his wee chin. 

Leo then had to show him 

the way it was done. 

He popped a wheelie 

and you know it was fun, 

but he wiped out too,

and as he lay on the road, 

his wife, how she laughed

at her sweet loved one. 

After the wheelie, they took off again, 

down the trail, past the rocks

to a bridge they would cross.

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They rode on then at a leisurely pace

Occasionally stopping to check out the place.

Or in the case of Dianne, 

she just checked out her man. 

The scenery did not get any better than that. 

I know, handsome isn't he?
And he's mine, all mine.
Blessed. 

 But like all good things,

the ride came to an end

when Ryan got tired 

of what might be around the next bend. 

So we turned around 

and headed home 

and what should await us as we drove down the lane? 

A beautiful sight 

that made us exclaim. 

We are so thankful

and blessed beyond measure

For this country we live in  

is surely a treasure. 

 And that is the end,

the last of my rhyme. 

Until I get inspired  

the very next time. 

Love,

Dianne