Occasionally, someone submits something that I need to find space for in the limited pages we can afford to print each month. And Joe’s poem I felt would be enjoyed by all who read and ride. Thank you for the submission, Joe, this is exactly how we all feel about “The Ride.” Enjoy the read, try a new highway and don’t forget your sunscreen!

TALE OF TWO
by Joseph J. Vandruska
Orange City, FL

Pack my bags, get ready to go.
Harley’s idling, ready to roll.
The route’s been planned, from dawn to dusk.
Rest stops here and there, for both of us.
Open road ahead, sites to be seen.
As we continue on, feeling serene.
Waterfalls, mountains, people and towns.
As the old Harley don’t let me down.
Heat from my bike, while sitting at a light.
Heat from the sun, and its glare so bright.
Pass through cold pockets, chill the skin.
The tunnels through the trees, rays of light filter in.
A smile on my face, the excitement I’m feeling.
Tears from my eyes, winds rushing by.
Keep gas in her tank, food and drink in my belly.
The headlight takes over, when daylight is gone.
So, my Harley keeps moving along.
A tent and bedroll, when the day is done.
The Harley’s resting now, so am I,
But in the morning, we’ll be ready to fly.
Me and my Harley, till the day I die.