My Dad’s Scooter

by | Aug 2, 2023 | Poetry | 0 comments

I remember my dad’s scooter, 

Twas coloured red, 

With black bordering the sides, 

Making it look majestic. 

 

I remember my dad’s scooter, 

It’s number was 7121.

Twas a part of my childhood 

And now, in my memory. 

 

I remember my dad’s scooter, 

The sound of it’s horn, 

Ahh! I could recognize,

Even from a furlong. 

 

I remember my dad’s scooter, 

Twas coloured red, 

With black bordering the sides,

The Kinetic Honda. 

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