I wrote this poem for my husband, Tony, when he bought his first Harley. He wanted me to get a new car, but I had an old, Honda Odyssey van that I loved and could not decided on anything new. So, I told him "Honey, why don’t you buy a Harley? You have really been wanting one and I am happy with my van and I will enjoy riding it with you."
Needless to say, his eyes lit up with excitement and, within three days, he had purchased his Harley! And, we have had many enojoyable rides together on it.
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