Poem by Ellis Parker Butler

Ridden Down

When I taught Ida how to ride a
  Bicycle that night,
I ran beside her, just to guide her
  Erring wheel aright;
And many times there in the street
She rode upon my weary feet.

But now can Ida mount and ride a
  Wheel with graceful ease,
And I, untiring in admiring,
  Fall upon my knees
To worship her,—and, for her part,
She rides upon my proffered heart!

1. The Golf Walk
2. The Tearful Tale of Captain Dan
3. To May
4. Millennium
5. Djolan

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