Hills And Biking Up

Quilting

The fabric of life

There are wrinkles and folds

Causing biker’s hill strife

There are rocks and hills in canyon molds

Difficulties give us ladders to the stars

Sometimes I might think to suggest

Life would be better if it were flat

Then biking up would not bring breathing protest

But life is not meant to be like a tumbling mat

Difficulties tightly tie the quilting strings

We would miss there vistas that now abound

Loosing life’s ups and downs—-not a chance

Where would the wind bounce to make it’s sound

How would the canyon show its color dance

Difficulties help us sing our song

So I am grateful for the hill and rock mixture

Grateful for the canyons, hills, valleys, and oceans

Painting, biking, family and friends give life's quilt texture

Stitching life’s challenges with the threads of motion

Difficulties are the backing that makes life’s quilt strong

(AND put gray hair where it does not belong !!)