Ride (A Poem by a Younger Me)

I’ve been writing since I was old enough to hold a pen.  I wrote this as I was getting ready to get out of the army…. I was about 21.

 

Ride

I love to ride at night

Moving with the flowing wind

Feeling on top of the world

Feeling like I never sinned

 

I love to ride at night

The feeling of being alone

It’s just me and the highway

It’s just me all alone

 

The night, the night, the flight, the fight

 

I love to ride at night

Harley taking care of me

I don’t know where I’m going

I don’t care as long as I’m free…

 

Gypsi

March 18, 1989

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