in memory

in memory of my dear red bike.

we bought you second hand.
you had rust on your body and you squeaked when i went too fast.
you had a bell that i rung and brian put a basket on you so i could go to the grocery store.

i went outside to take you for a ride this morning and you were gone.
i'm sad and i'll miss you.

sincerely,
-lauren

p.s. to whoever stole it?

....you're a jerk.