Hi all,
This is a true story told to me by my sister, it acyually happened to
her and her husband. I am a part tiume poet and dabble here and there
with mostly true stories. My user name on this site is Westernbiker, my
real name is Chuck and my writer's name is Carlos, which nwould be
Spanish for Chuck. The Chuck it this story is not me. I can only write
whe inspired, could be an experience I had or heard about, it could even
be someone I met but all are true. This is about a motorcyle ride and
how the events unfolded. Hope you enjoy this one!




WE LIVE AND WE DIE

TO CHUCK AND BECKY

We're born and we're loved,
we live and we die.
We take life for granted
and we never ask why.

A bike ride from the desert,
to the pines at seven thousand feet.
All the places we stopped,
all the people we meet.

We met a couple in a restaurant,
we had pulled in out of the rain.
We came up from the desert,
they had done the same.

We ate lots of food
and we laughed and we joked.
We must have been a sight,
the four of us were soaked.

Time passed quickly,
the rain had finally stopped.
It was time to get going,
up from the table we got.

We exchanged phone numbers,
as we walked out the door.
We talked by our bikes
and we laughed a bit more.

Follow us we said,
for as far as you can.
We'll wave bye at the intersection,
till we can meet again.

They were behind us,
but then we lost sight.
Their headlight disappeared,
in the black of the night.

We pulled over and waited,
but they never arrived.
Police cars blew by us,
in the blink of an eye.

Chills ran through us,
as we rode back up the hill.
A body lay covered,
someone was killed.

One of our friends,
that we just met that day,
got a call from above,
now he's on his way.

We take life for granted
and we never ask why.
We're born and we're loved,
we live and we die.

by Carlos
Copyright 2005

Author's Comments:
"THIS IS A TRUE STORY 7/16/05 TOLD BY MY SISTER EILEEN. SHE AND HER
HUSBAND TIM WERE ON A MOTORCYCLE RIDE WHEN THE EVENTS THAT I HAVE JUST
DESCRIBED HAPPEN TO THEM. THIS STORY THAT WAS TOLD TO ME, BROUGHT OUT
THIS POEM. P.S. GOD BLESS YOU CHUCK, YOU WILL BE MISSED!"

Awesome poem hope to see alot more of your poems

Thanks txsgal, glad you enjoyed it.

Chuck, I got the goosebumps reading your well written poem.
How precious our lives are...

Always glad to hear that I touched you in a certain way with just my
words.
Have a blessed day!
Chuck

great flow, chuck, very touching

bro---that's a great readin'