A Visit From Some Old Friends

A Visit From Some Old Friends (Thanking Carl and Phyllis) By Franklin Price 10/02/2015 A visit from some old friends Turns back the hands of time Back to the days of riding And maybe misdemeanor crime Met them in the HOG club The Harley “Mary Poppins” group When we were week-end rebels From the times of hula-hoop Those days were so much different Chose two wheels over cage Trips a thousand miles or more For us was all the rage Starting then, before the sun rose Stopping hours after set The ride was what it was about Not the ending, you can bet All five senses were aware Of the wind, and open road Saddlebags and tour packs Carried all our journey's load Never was a thought of trailering Even when from coast to coast If we had hauled the bikes behind us We'd have no reason now to boast Living then in florida Rode from there, throughout the land The lower forty-eight were done Canadian Maritimes were grand Riding in South Africa On the left side of the lane Saw DLT's and Ostriches Found tractors were a pain There are so many memories Could go on forevermore But I hear you now are knocking Must stop and open up the door