Friday, March 1, 2013

Slice 1

Made some time for a family bike ride today...

And I always wonder, why is it that I don't do it more?
On the outskirts of Pomona, with all its problems, there is a lake.
The sun is reflected on the water, and my burning lungs take in the pine-scented air.
I watch my daughter's strong body as she pedals up the hill,
and I realize
how lucky I really am.

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