Learning to ride a bike

Lori was afraid to loose the training wheels
For fear the she would fall and scrape her heels

But her dad persisted and insisted
She agreed only if his hands assisted

He promised that his hands would not let go
With two wheels she was off, and that was so

She was doing just fine and all was swell
Till she realized dad let go, then she fell

Off the cliff she went, how far, no one knows
In the spot she landed, now the flower grows