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The Biker
by Rose Dempsey

Monday, November 10, 2003

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His motorcycle stands outside,
a mass of gleaming chrome;
he revs his engine over as
he waits to take me home.
?Though machine is clean and immaculate
my guy is quite a shock -
his jeans are torn and tattered
and his hair's a greasy lock.
No way could you call him handsome,
and some say he looks mean -
others think he's the ugliest that they have ever seen.
Yet, beneath the leather jacket,
the chains, the studs and hair,
if only people looked, they'd find
a soft heart beating there;
the mender of a broken wing,
a grandma's doting boy,
the volunteer who gives his all,
the painter giving joy.
They only see the jacket,
the hair, the studs and chains;
they think they know the heart beneath
and imagine ill-gotten gains.
His motorcycle stands outside,
he's waiting there for me;
I'm proud to ride behind him,
I know the man he is, you see.

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Reviewed by Susan Bailey 7/14/2009
I enjoyed reading this and it holds a good message, always look for the heart within, well done.

Sue
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