Cycling In The Countryside - Potterers Cycling Club

The Potterers Cycling Club

Pottering in Kent for 50 years !

The Potterers Cycling Club

Pottering in Kent since 1971

Words > Poetry

Cycling In The Countryside - Angela Wybrow

In my spare time, I love to ride

My bicycle out in the countryside.

I love to leave the town far behind;

Inner peace, I am hoping to find.

When I am cycling, I can take my time:

Enjoy the fresh air and the warm sunshine.

Time is my own: there’s no need to rush,

And I am able to savour the welcome hush.

Powering the pedals can make my legs ache,

But the wind on my face makes me feel so awake.

I love to freewheel down never-ending hills:

A simple pleasure, but, oh, what a thrill!

I hear the village church bells joyfully ring,

And, the call of the cuckoo, when it is spring.

I see cattle grazing in the green fields;

I see sparkling streams and rolling hills.

I pass cottage gardens looking all nice and neat;

I pass people out walking and fields full of wheat.

I notice so many details as I ride on my way;

I find myself wishing that I could stay all day.

When riding my bike, I feel such exhilaration:

To me, it is one of the very best sensations!

For a taste of the country, my heart often yearns;

Back to the bustling town, I really hate to return.

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