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Jul 2018
Open Road on my mind
A trail of dust leaving behind
Cigarette in hand puffing smoke
Each letter is words spoken
My sunglass shades and bandana is on
My journey I expect will be long
The Motorcycle is all tuned up
The only thing to do is ride
My itinerary I don’t need to provide
Where I am heading being anywhere I am destined?
It doesn’t matter if is a city or town
But it’s far far away where I want to be bound
I am a Rough Rider being bold
Anything else will be put on hold
It’s just ride
Passing cars, trucks and buses
It’s my past I left behind
However, my journey being anywhere being a new life
My Motorcycle is the key offering a horizon advice
Again, just ride
My journey will go through deserts into the unknown
But throughout, it will be my life shown
I will stop for a bite in a Diner or Café, and take in a drink
If I see a pretty lady, I will certainly wink
In between, I will have time too think
I don’t want to fight to prove my point in a brawl
The opposition will be on a mean crawl
I am a Rough Rider who I call
I am as a Countrymen being tall and establishment for all
Let this Rough Rider introduce you to my world
Travel with me and your heart will swirl
Destination could be permanent in Nashville
Where there’s a way also a will
My Dust of my past is left in the distance
A new life that might not come in a instance
The goodness of relaxation of a new life with refreshing wine
I am also hungry and can’t wait to dine
A tomorrow became a permanent stay
I have travelled going my way
My sunrise has started my day
Rough Rider is ok and doesn’t need any good luck
Life is so sweet, and the bird’s are in their tweet
Rough Rider has truly arrived
But that’s no jive as I arrived safe and alive.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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