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A Motorcycle and Leather Bag

A motorcycle and leather bag, life seemed so perfect then When everything I cared about… my backseat was for them The world was such a smaller place, ideas grandiose To wander aimlessly I did, and never be morose The road became my staunchest friend, new places passing by Those girls I met, the love I spent, the promise in their eyes That special place my memory held, for years now time sets free A motorcycle—a leather bag, and all that was to be (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/14/2019 5:41:00 PM

Hello Kurt Phillip Behum, oh the motorcycle, exciting to be on the back seat,roaming down the road, with the wind blowing on your back. Oh..how i miss it so. have a nice evening my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 7/18/2019 6:28:00 PM

Oh kurt, this book you have written sounds interesting. I missbeig on the motorcycle, my husband and travelled a lot on the motorcycle. Now that is is passed i think of those days being on the motorcycle. Miss it so. Have a nice evening my friend.

Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 7/14/2019 6:41:00 PM

Thanks Darlene, I still have both. I wrote a novel years ago 'Searching For Crazy Horse' about my 40+ years of Motorcycle Touring the Rockies.