I'd Never Ridden A Motor Bike Poem by Pamela lutwyche

I'd never ridden a motor bike,
So, I thought I'd have ago.
I was nearly reaching 93,
I thought, blow it,
I'll just try, you know.

So off I went,
zooming down the road,
then an angel passed me by.
How strange,
she grabbed me off my bike,
and we both started to fly.

I asked her, 'where we were going.'
She said. 'You're coming with me, '
You didn't see that truck, did you?
Then she took me to heaven for tea.

She said, 'You're staying with us now,
your time on earth is done! '
So, there are no more riding bikes for you,
You're riding days have gone.

Picture is drawn by Susan Wagg.