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Bud Lemire
Pedaling along the sidewalk, doing what he likes
Watching all the squirrels, as they go running by
Gazing at the birds, flying in the sky
He doesn’t ask for much
Finds pleasure in the sun’s touch
Is warmed by his surroundings, and people that he meets
Touches deep within his soul, makes him feel complete
Sees things within, that nobody can see
Feels with his heart and soul, his spirit’s roaming free
He knows the good in people, and he knows the bad
He knows what makes them happy, and what makes them sad
He travels very far, to get to where he’ll be
But it’s an added bonus, to his good quality
Once he is there, he does his very best
It’s the role he’s in, while on his Earthly quest
As his bike keeps rolling, beauty is what he sees
Sunshine on the land, and all the different trees
The flowers, and the green grass upon the ground
He always seems to find good, wherever he is found
As he pedals down the sidewalk, and rides along the street
He waves at all the people, as only he can greet
He’s a journey man, the traveler on a bike
Pedaling along the sidewalk, doing what he likes
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