A reader, Brandon S., sent in a little poem this morning. He described it as, “a short little thing I wrote out of total guilt from my bike commute today. Maybe others feel this way too sometimes, or have had the same experience.”
Here it is:
I should apologize, you are pretty mad.
I was going pretty fast, you walked out into the street.
I had my head down, you didn’t hear me.
I am young and foolish, you are a mom and barely awake.
I could have done it better, you could have looked both ways.
But we didn’t collide, thank god for that.
I’ll be smarter, you’ll be smarter.
I’m just trying to get to work, you are just trying to go for a walk.I’m sorry.
Hopefully we can meet in a better way in the future.Apologies,
A Portland bike commuter.