Cycle of the Peddle

One chain and a endless ride

For the wind in your hair going down hill glide

Threw something made out of aluminum or metal

Pushed threw electricity or gas or energy from pushing a peddle

The rolling wheels keep you grounded and rolling

For you lead your own way threw direction your controlling

For a prowling mind as you discover all around sound and nature and smell

For the Knowledgeable trails and parts of the world dwell

With in you when you go for a spin

Some take it as a hobby as a sport and do it over and over again

For its the legs and stamina that gets you threw each ride

Some just sit on the cushion and glide

For its exercising and time well spent

Life keeps moving so be sure to vent

From training wheels to no brakes and stopping the back tire with a shoe

We all in as since have a memory or two

From a two wheeled friend

BMX to trail riding commitment of the full send

It was all started with one person and a imagination

Then brought forth a creation

Of a design that has been reproduced into different varieties over the decades

It's helped fuel handful of different trades and upgrades

It was a vision to settle

To keep in motion the cycle of the peddle