Spring Has Sprung

A poem reflecting the joy of Spring finally getting here and riding to escape..

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Spring has sprung...leaves turn green

Winter blues now leave the scene...

Riders who had dreams of wind,

now can smile...as if they sinned.

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Check their bikes...change the oils...

Fill the tires so they won't spoil.

Grease the hubs...adjust the brakes.

Tune 'em up...for goodness sakes...

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Take 'em out and make 'em run...

Test 'em good...have some fun...

Just make sure they'll get you home...

Then can worry about the chrome.

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Some cruise slow...Some fly fast...

Some burn rubber...tires don't last.

Showin' off...to be cool.

Hard on drive train...not old school.

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Me...I like to coast through town...

When on freeway...hammer down.

Out in country...take in views...

Lean in curves...Quite a few...

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Love a ride through shady woods...

Sights and smells of Nature's goods.

By a river...or a stream...

These rides help me let off steam...

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When I'm in a social mood,

get fellow riders in the 'hood...

Gather up and take a spin,

somewhere where we all can win.

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Fellowship of rides and roads,

cutting loose our heavy loads...

Sharing laughs...Sharing lanes...

Sometimes ride to share in pain.

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When we've lost a friend or love,

we'll ride 'neath the clouds above...

Ride to save them in our hearts...

Remembrance as soul departs...

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Thankful that I've rode through life...

Friends have helped me deal with strife.

Bless them all...as each one rides...

Keeping angels by their side...

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Panhead Rod Hatter

March 21, 2012