On the bike's back, hair flowing free,
I escape judgment’s harsh decree.
The fear of scorn now far behind,
Misunderstandings left confined.

This must be freedom, pure and true,
With wings I feel, the sky in view.
Arms outstretched, I long to soar,
A smile etched forevermore.

Memories vivid, in my mind they stay,
In this moment, joy won't sway.
Riding on, with heart so light,
Embracing life, the world feels right.
© Andy Rosie
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