Pushing Bicycles

Casting my eyes upon grass-lined field

a mother in tow behind bicycle wheel

twas new painted bike her youth was aboard

attempting his balance lest he'd hit the floor

One push then two but then her son'd fall

and try try again his challenge withal

though scratch he did get from plunging beneath

the little boy tries escape her release

And when he did fall she'd push him again

and hold to his side and help him to win

To start him anew his mother holds fast

for he just a lad who alone cannot last

Till peddle he strides with synchronized charm

and longer and longer he travels from harm

for dare not he quit for he had a mind

with mother's encouraging words near behind

And soon boy left bike with greater to shine

and she one by one would hold him in line

till he could but ride these too on his own

and follow the path that mother had shown

One push then two but then her son'd fall

and try try again his challenge withal

though scratch he did get from plunging beneath

the little boy tries escape her release

And when he did fall she'd push him again

and hold to his side and help him to win

To start him anew his mother holds fast

for he just a lad who alone cannot last

Till peddle he strides with synchronized charm

and longer and longer he travels from harm

for dare not he quit for he had a mind

with mother's encouraging words near behind

And thus he determined to seek her release

as boy turned to man no longer could cease

for grip on his life she no more could hold

she'd have to release him and let him be bold

So tears filled her eyes as she set him free

to be thus the man she'd helped him to be

and watch as he bicycled life on his own

released by his mother whose path she had shown