Two sonnets for H2H
One night when I had had too much to drink /
My friend convinced me to take on a quest /
Adventure strange and honorable I think /
I’d never done anything like this test.
We cycled from Hanoi to Ho Chi Minh /
O’er mountains vast, ‘cross valleys long we rode /
Through butterfly and lightning storms therein /
For our just cause, along that bumpy road.
We sought to fundraise for some charities /
Who work to help the kids of Vietnam /
To educate and free them from slavery /
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
And now the road has born me home once more /
I only wish I could have helped out more.
Fifteen of us had set out from Hanoi /
Some young, some not, some strangers, and some friends /
On bikes bought, borrowed, and offertory /
For Saigon along that road’s bumps and bends.
We sought to raise some money for children /
And made some progress towards that account /
But we know that with just our sweaty skin /
We never would have raised such an amount.
So thanks to all our sponsors and our friends /
The ones who drove, shared links, and donated /
To all those who helped us achieve our ends /
We thank you and you ought to be feted.
And now as H2H rolls to its end /
We hope next year we’ll see you here again!