Mongo1958
Junior Member
I was just just reflecting on old biker friends that I have lost.
I wrote this back in Dec 2003. When Lee Box was killed by an 18 wheel rig that failed to yield the right of way.
A few years later, My friend Chuck Dodson lost his struggle with cancer.
If any of you need some words to speak over your friend(s) then I would be honored that you use this poem.
To My good friends Lee and Chuck. RIP
Have you ever seen a Harley fly?
You may have seen a house fly
You may have seen a horse fly
You may even have seen a fish fly
Have you ever seen a Harley Fly
Late that night we said goodbye
We looked up into heaven’s sky
I could have sworn I saw a Harley fly
I heard the rumble and saw the flames
To God and us you did proclaim
The pipes were ringing
The angels singing
No, my eyes did not deceive
I saw the Earth your Harley leave
Goodbye my friend you’re Heaven bound.
To God you go we heard the sound
As I began to cry
I couldn’t help to ask why
With a heavy sigh
I said goodbye
I saw a Harley fly.
Van Dyer (AKA Mongo)
I wrote this back in Dec 2003. When Lee Box was killed by an 18 wheel rig that failed to yield the right of way.
A few years later, My friend Chuck Dodson lost his struggle with cancer.
If any of you need some words to speak over your friend(s) then I would be honored that you use this poem.
To My good friends Lee and Chuck. RIP
Have you ever seen a Harley fly?
You may have seen a house fly
You may have seen a horse fly
You may even have seen a fish fly
Have you ever seen a Harley Fly
Late that night we said goodbye
We looked up into heaven’s sky
I could have sworn I saw a Harley fly
I heard the rumble and saw the flames
To God and us you did proclaim
The pipes were ringing
The angels singing
No, my eyes did not deceive
I saw the Earth your Harley leave
Goodbye my friend you’re Heaven bound.
To God you go we heard the sound
As I began to cry
I couldn’t help to ask why
With a heavy sigh
I said goodbye
I saw a Harley fly.
Van Dyer (AKA Mongo)