By Sue McAvoy
Warm Summer's Day, Wind in your Hair
Sun on your Face and the shine of the chrome
The smell of leather, and the sound of the pipes
Your lost in the moment.
Heading to the Mountains,
Or cruising the Coast
It's not always the Destination
But the roads you've taken.
The feeling of being free, but
Take your time, don't live to fast,
Follow your heart and dreams
Enjoy life, as it all has to end.