An Ode to Valerie
This is the story of our friend on the trail,
Who went too fast and had to bail!
It started with friends, laughter and stories told,
Those types of days never get old.
Then dinner and many more miles,
leaving nothing in our wake except music and smiles.
Almost dark and good times had one more chance,
Valerie said, “I’ll ride like the Tour de France!”
We parted ways and down the hill in a flash
The birds flew off from her awful crash!
Her husband, so brave and strong,
couldn’t figure out what went wrong.
Traumatized and full of doubt,
He called back his friends, “Val wiped out!”
We arrived and the leg didn't look like it should,
The friends held her hand "this can't be good."
They waited (not so quietly) in the dark,
While the paramedics found a nice place to park.
One EMT, said “Wow, this is no joke!”
The other was thoughtful, “Ma’am we think your leg is broke!”
Never losing control, Val chose her med,
And off she went to her shiny hospital bed.
Now she sits in a medicine induced stupor,
“I wonder if we should’ve called Uber?”
Her misadventure is a cautionary tale gone by,
This can happen when you ride a bike...and try to fly.
