I got my trusted helmet on
And harley shades to boot
I wear my warm leather jacket
And under it, a light tan suit
Cruising on my motorcycle
On the west highway
Scoping out the scenery
On this beautiful day
I wave to all the people
Who know my name
And to those that don't
I treat the same
For I do not supercede
What my badge stands for
I'm a Highway Patrolman
And nothing more.
C. Vergara
04.20.2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fun and friendly poem. Thanks, Tiger