Bruises on my hips
from a growth spurt, long days
of practising my brains
and always cycling against the wind
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make long days of practising their brains and always cycle against the wind.....Struggling hard to become somebody in the youth..... so i understood this poem dear poet. i dont know whether i am right. thanku. tony
You understand it well. At the same time it is funny, that, in my youth, I did have a prescription to regularly eat whipped cream.
futile cheers not in workable youthful stamina save everyone with your loving activeness