A Motorcycle & Leather Bag

A motorcycle and leather bag,

life seemed so perfect then


When everything I cared about…

my backseat was for them


The world was such a smaller place,

ideas grandiose


To wander aimlessly I did,

and never be morose


The road became my staunchest friend,

new places passing by


Those girls I met, the love I spent,

the promise in their eyes


That special place my memory held,

for years now time sets free


A motorcycle—a leather bag,

and all that was to be


(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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