Lira NoenPublished writingRust on an old bicycle Little legs, little pedals, kick up songs in muddy puddles. Clouds giggle, dog-shaped, skies, mirrored in the child’s wide eyes. Rust hums low, quiet rhyme, wheels still spinning against time.Read and follow Lira Noen on Writory
Rust on an old bicycle Little legs, little pedals, kick up songs in muddy puddles. Clouds giggle, dog-shaped, skies, mirrored in the child’s wide eyes. Rust hums low, quiet rhyme, wheels still spinning against time.