Mountain bike, pedal
backcountry flies, crisp sunsets
water hole, swimming
nesting turtles, fear
a boy racing, ‘click’ third gear
hatching two months near.
Arrive to her show
her colour screams at my face
departure, deep breaths
energy, reflect.
Balance she forces, as though,
her questions, deflect.
She pleads for my help
so to consider me thus…
Will we ever be…
Able to give her…
All that her sweet nature has…
Provided to us…
