The Thanksgiving Rider

Thanksgiving is many things to American motorcyclists. Hopefully they all take time to thank their Maker for the ride

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Clouds roll in and block the blue,
Brisk breezes stiffen mornings’ hue;
Dead leaves remain of summers’ hope-still
hearts aflame ‘ with harvest’s thrill

Breath of life and helping hands are near,
Each day begins afresh with cheer;
Despite the rain or gloom, I choose to ride,
Defeating doubts – I cast aside.

Another year designed is coming to a close,
Blessings cry replacing loved ones in repose-
Thanksgiving to the Maker our souls sing;
Riding Fatboys, Furys and a trailing Triumph touring – to Him bring.

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One Response to “The Thanksgiving Rider”

  1. philosophermouseofthehedge Says:

    Hope somewhere the roads are clear and you are riding free this holiday

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