'Riding the Wind on my Bike Through a Small World'
Anita Mullins Brown, 2013
With all respect to dearest family friends who taught me to value human life.
I rode to Italy and spent time with the goodness of Gingolas, Capitenas, Napis, Serpicos, and Mutos;
Bernie taught me about Our Lady of Lourdes and everyone loves healing.
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to England and spent time with the Pearsons as I watched a master carpenter at work;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Puerto Rico and worshiped with my Spanish speaking classmates in their church;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Israel and shopped for music at Mr. Simon's Music Store who loved to wish me Shalom;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Scotland and spent time with the Halleens and played with Lori, Robbie, and Ron;
Lori taught me to respect the holy accent of Alexander Graham Bell and the oralist.
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Germany and spent time with the Asmus's playing with Florence and Rudi;
and spent time with Mrs. Berger who taught me Braille and the holiness of Jesus when praying a rosary.
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Hungary and Mrs. Nagy testified in our church of persecuted Christians in Eastern Europe;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Finland and visited Ollikainen's Music Store and heard him translate for his countrymen;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode back home and smelled the lingering fragrance of mother's lilacs and learned to always
ride the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance.
I rode to Scotland and spent time with the Halleens and played with Lori, Robbie, and Ron;
Lori taught me to respect the holy accent of Alexander Graham Bell and the oralist.
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Germany and spent time with the Asmus's playing with Florence and Rudi;
and spent time with Mrs. Berger who taught me Braille and the holiness of Jesus when praying a rosary.
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Hungary and Mrs. Nagy testified in our church of persecuted Christians in Eastern Europe;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode to Finland and visited Ollikainen's Music Store and heard him translate for his countrymen;
and I rode the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance;
I rode back home and smelled the lingering fragrance of mother's lilacs and learned to always
ride the wind learning the beautiful gift of tolerant acceptance.
