| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 2:18:40 PM | JUST A BIKER
I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
You didn't see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
You didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you; change your mind about going into the restaurant.
You didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
You didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
You didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you, stare at my long hair.
You didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
You didn't see me and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you; look in fright at my tattoos.
You didn't see me cry as my children were born and having their name tattooed on my skin and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
You didn't see me going home to be with my family.
I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
You didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
You didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
You didn't see me; squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
You didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
You didn't see me, trying to turn right.
I saw you; cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
You didn't see me, leave the road.
I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
You didn't see me. I wasn't there.
I saw you go home to your family.
You didn't see me, because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker and a person with friends and family. You didn't see me.
PLEASE PASS THIS ON FOR YOUR FRIENDS WHO RIDE, OR HAD SOMEONE WHO MAY HAVE DIED WHILE RIDING A MOTORCYCLE.
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 2:38:53 PM | Never judge a book by it's cover...Great poem
Brought tears to my eyes...many of friends have been lost... | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 2:45:29 PM | | Loved it, Have passed it on to a lot of my friends, Thankyou xx | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 7:12:49 PM | | sounded awful familiar wonder where that came from | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 7:47:38 PM | To answer your sarcasm, Mr. KiddieKar...
This poem was in a message from a GENTLEMAN by the name of James W. Wingate, a retired Baptist Pastor. I'm sure the real bikers on POF will enjoy reading this poem for its sentiments rather than by attacking its poster. | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 8:00:22 PM | | bs go back to your weekend warrior preppy boys , writer may have been whom u said but you know who sent it, | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 8:14:06 PM | Did I miss something here? | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/18/2007 8:19:32 PM | Well,,,none the less,,,,verrrrrrrrrry True,,,,who the hell ever sent it.......
is like the true story,,,,,,and is all there is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, luv to many,,,lost on the scooter..................almost happend to me once,,,I was born to live,,,I guess,,,maybe not born to ride?????????? hugs jules  | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/20/2007 5:25:43 PM | | well i know i am apologizing to deaf ears but , not attacking the poster, the poem is so true been there ....and yeah i walked away to ride again ....a year later . | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/23/2007 5:48:37 AM | | Just Gav - thanks for your cool reply ... glad you wanted to share it with others! Ride free and safe | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/23/2007 6:21:39 AM | I have always loved this poem ! I'll be sure to share it with many. Thank You,
as spring is approaching we all must remember that * Louds Pipes Saves Lives* | |
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| Just A Biker
Posted: 3/23/2007 7:35:49 AM | good poem ......
Defensive riding, being that much more aware of everything and all around you, along with some good loud pipes, can and will make a difference.....
The life of riding is very very awesome, and living life the best, so be aware of where you are, those around you, and what you need to be doing.......and that goes not only for us bikers, but for all that drive vehicles and seem to forget that others are on the road too.
Just my opinion......   | |
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