Regina Lindsay sent a message to Matthew S Levatich that said:
This is an original poem I wrote for bikers. I thought
it would be great on a mural or t-shirt.
WHEN THE LAST LAZY RIVER CARVES ITS BED OF SAND
AND THE SUN SHADOWS US FROM ITS GLARE
WHEN CHAIN OF LIFE HOLDS OUT AN EMPTY HAND
TO A WAITING DARKNESS IN THE STILL AIR...
WHEN THE GATES TO HEAVEN CLOSE FOR ETERNITY
AND THE MOON HAS BECKONED THE LAST
OF ITS TIDE
WHEN THE EYES OF AN ANGEL HAVE LOST THEIR BEAUTY
I HAVE BEEN BORN....TO RIDE.
Just a thought, everyone I have shown this to really loved it and suggested that I send it to you. Thank you for your consideration.
