My First Harley…
Sun raises, and the off comes the cover
Grab the helmets, leathers and my lover.
The key is on I give her just a little choke
She fires right up with very little smoke.
She purrs like a kitten ready to hit the street
My wife climbs on and I lift my feet.
My Harley is rolling the winds in our hair
Were cruising now, it doesn’t matter where.
She glides down the road as pretty as can be
The best part is that my wife is with me.
With bugs on our faces we will return home
Clean her all up and wipe down the chrome.
We will cover her up with a smile on our face
And look forward to the day she will take us to another place.
Jack T Lindsey