The Road Travelled

Funeral Poem for a biker.

As a biker, we are unique
The open road is what we seek
The camaraderie of our brothers, our friends
Knowing they'll be there
'Til the very end

But when we take that final ride
There'll be another by our side
And one thing I know, for a fact
God will also have my back

For it's in him now
We place our trust
For this road we travel
Is a must

So as we reach this road trips end
Know in your heart
We'll meet again

Someday soon the thunder will roll
As we ride down those streets of gold
With wind in our face, we're free at last
The troubles here are now all past
And with brothers there
We'll meet again
And ride for eternity
Peace in the wind

© 2010 Sue Ernest 04.03.10 In memory of Junior

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