trykemike
09-05-2007, 04:51 PM
hey folks my wife sent this to me :
JUST A BIKER:
>
> I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
> But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate
>last Sunday.
>
> I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the
>sidewalk.
> But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.
>
> I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant.
> But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for
>the hurricane relief.
>
> I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
> But, you didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your
>cigarette butt out the car window.
>
> I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
> But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys
>to the homeless.
>
> I saw you, stare at my long hair.
> But you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks
>of Love.
>
> I saw you, roll your eyes at our l eather coats and gloves.
> But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and
>gloves to those that had none.
>
> I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
> But, you didn't see me, cry as my children where born and have their
>name written over and in my heart.
>
> I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
> But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.
>
> I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
> But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted
>into my lane.
>
> I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
> But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe
>behind me.
>
> I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
> But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to
>take the next turn.
>
> I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
> But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have
>the car to go on his d ate.
>
> I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
> But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.
>
> I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
> But, you didn't see me, leave the road.
>
> I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
> But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
>
> I saw you, go home to your family.
> But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off.
>
> I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
> But, you didn't see me.
>
> Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker
>community .
>
> If you don't repost this, I hope you never loose someone that rides,
>And Please, Please, Please, watch out for Motorcycles
>
>
JUST A BIKER:
>
> I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
> But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate
>last Sunday.
>
> I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the
>sidewalk.
> But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.
>
> I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant.
> But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for
>the hurricane relief.
>
> I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
> But, you didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your
>cigarette butt out the car window.
>
> I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
> But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys
>to the homeless.
>
> I saw you, stare at my long hair.
> But you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks
>of Love.
>
> I saw you, roll your eyes at our l eather coats and gloves.
> But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and
>gloves to those that had none.
>
> I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
> But, you didn't see me, cry as my children where born and have their
>name written over and in my heart.
>
> I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
> But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.
>
> I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
> But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted
>into my lane.
>
> I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
> But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe
>behind me.
>
> I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
> But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to
>take the next turn.
>
> I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
> But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have
>the car to go on his d ate.
>
> I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
> But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.
>
> I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
> But, you didn't see me, leave the road.
>
> I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
> But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
>
> I saw you, go home to your family.
> But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off.
>
> I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
> But, you didn't see me.
>
> Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker
>community .
>
> If you don't repost this, I hope you never loose someone that rides,
>And Please, Please, Please, watch out for Motorcycles
>
>