My Leathers
By Torch © 2012
My leathers have been with me since I started motorcycling,
They are faded from the elements, stretched and saggy from use,
My leathers bare the scars, scrapes and abrasions from a few slips and some spills,
Despite them being my body guard we have become old friends,
My leathers have sheltered me from the rain and from the fog,
They have protected me from flying rocks and from bugs,
My leathers have shaded me from the blistering sun,
Over time they have become supple and comfortable like a well broken in boot,
My leathers are getting old, wrinkly and are slightly tattered,
They have screened me from the wind,
But at the end of this long ride, It’s my skin.
Ride on, |