Thursday, September 21, 2006

mussels & frites

Chilly mornings whisper Fall is near
Time to clean up the bikes
Check for damage, make things right

New chain, fresh tape
Pour a beer and re-stick those tires
Ahhh the smell of glue

Dust off the skills
Gingerly at first
On off, on off, run around

With the races near
Thoughts drift to hopes & goals
& memories

Good times
Good people
Familiar places

Like mussels & frites
Or a waffle with that pearled sugar
The spirit of 'cross warms my belly, satisfied

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