She peddled to top the hill,
her blue dress twisted in the wind
as it blended into the sky like a Van Gogh.
A perfect white bonnet highlighted her face—
her smile grew
as the descent pushed
bike and amish girl faster.
She peddled to top the hill,
her blue dress twisted in the wind
as it blended into the sky like a Van Gogh.
A perfect white bonnet highlighted her face—
her smile grew
as the descent pushed
bike and amish girl faster.
