That's me... 5 years old... this photo inspired the poem below...Little Red Tricycle
by Jeffrey Fillion
Gripping the handlebars tightly
Feet pedaling furiously
Up and down Grandpa's drive
That was joy for me
No cares in the world
Save how fast I could pedal
No clear destination
I'd let the wheels decide
Life was only as hard
As a skinned knee in summer
Gotten from turning too fast
Or going over a bump
Yet I always got back on
Cuz I loved that free feeling
Of zipping around aimlessly
As little boys are meant to be
(October 22, 2001)
