Ride a Bicycle

Wheels spinning, pedals turning fast,

Handlebars steady, beneath the sun,

Onward we ride, our race begun.

Past fields of green, and meadows wide,

Through lanes where shadows softly hide.

Up hills we climb, muscles strong,

The rhythm of our journey's song.

Down slopes we race, exhilaration high,

Beneath the open, endless sky.

With each turn of the wheel, a moment's flight,

In the dance of motion, pure delight.

Through towns and streets, where life flows by,

On our bicycles, beneath the sky.

Together we ride, side by side,

In this simple joy, we find our stride.