(for the Belgian Wonder, on the occasion of our 19th wedding anniversary)Merci, Belgique,Pour tes bicyclettesHe salvaged tires,A chain, gears,Handlebars,And a frameFrom three different bikes,Maybe more.Piecing it all together,He painted it blackAnd pedaled down canalsFor milesThrough the countrysidePast fields of sugar beetsOr flew downhillRumbling over cobblestonesPast … [Read more...]