THANKS FOR THE WORDS
I thank you my friend
now I think my life is worth.
The Harley was given at birth
and with them I will ride this fine earth.
One day you may hear a rumble sound
it’s just me who has found your ground.
And then we may meet on your soil
it will be friendship and never any toil.
For friends are hard to come by and harder to keep.
We say on this box, friends we will always be.
Yet you know not ‘til you know the company.
©Copyright March 10, 2004 by Steve Brandenburg
In response to verse 6 of the poem, “Mizzen in Action” – ©Copyright March 10, 2004 by Colin F. Jones