Boating, riding my motorcycle,soaking in our hot tub,bonfires with friends,chatting in paltalk with my friends and meeting new people from all over the world.







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 leather
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 date.

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,
It sucks to be you.

I hope you never loose someone
that rides (it sucks big time).