Poetry By Chuck

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When I first saw her,
I realized I was in love.
In love with the way she walked,
the way she talked.

I was amazed at her ability
to ride like the devil himself,
around corners on that Harley
that would toss a man to his death.

I could not keep up with her.  
When she was riding that huge bike
and despite my abilities
I could not keep her in sight.  

How could I ask her for a date
when she was so much better then I.
Her body tiny, compared to mine
she could ride the edge of a spinning dime.

So I didn’t ask.  Being afraid of rejection.
But, later I could not live with myself,
so I emailed her
for permission.

She responded with a timid reply
kind of like, "Who are you that writes so nice?"
I gave her my name,
and a link to my poetry website.

She said, "Why should I go out with you?"
"Who are you that I should?"
I said, "Read my poetry
and I will be understood."

Then I began to write
poems that came from my heart.
I wrote them in many places.
Scenic places gave me a start

I wrote of her beauty.
I wrote of her spirit
which shines like the sun
and I wrote poems of her
just for fun.

I still write them
they even rhyme.
I write them about her
each and every time.

We will soon be married
and live our lives in the sun
ridin' our bikes together
and having fun!



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Author notes

Peggy replied:  "You make me feel so beautiful."
Written November 2nd, 2005

Margareth Peggy Demery passed away from Cancer

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