This Page Is Dedicated To The Memory Of All Downed Brothers And Sisters Of The Wind
"You May Be Gone, But You Are Not Forgotten"
Ghost Rider
By: Bob Bryant
There is no such thing as a solo ride
I believe biker spirits ride by our sides
Brothers and sisters of days bygone
Keep us from ridin’ the highway alone
The brotherhood feelin’ I believe they crave
It’s a feelin’ that frees them from their grave
Sets their soul roaming todays highways
Often times leading us on rides we take
When a strange road is taken, reason unknown
Follow the ghost rider, he won’t lead you wrong
He’ll show you sights you wouldn’t normally see
If you listen as the wind beacons “ Come follow me”
There is nothing to fear when their presence is there
As they ride the wind with us, free of cares
So as you take the turn that will lead you home
Remember the ghost rider as he goes on alone
ALONE YOU RIDE
By : Bob Bryant
Beneath the starlit sky
The twinkle made him think
Of the sparkle in her eyes
He thought of her awesome smile
On those long summer rides
He’d see it in the mirror
As her arms embraced his side
The wheat fields freely blowing
Reminded him of her hair
It was long and lightly golden
Blowing in the southern air
Then suddenly to the present
The engines rumble bought him back
He looked in the mirror
Her smile replaced with night’s black
He’d never again be able to feel
The embrace of her arms
For the days as he remembered
He knew now were forever gone
Destiny makes no promises
He realized this the day she died
The day his destiny told him
From this day forth, alone, you ride
Tribute To A Fallen Brother
By: Bob Bryant
His soul shines through in his actions
Also the words that come from his mouth
The people that he truly loves
They are often very few
But they all know who they are
They know for them the things he’ll do
He will be there for his children
No matter what the cost
He’ll also be there for his woman
When she needs him most
He’s there for his brothers and his sisters
With a quick joke and a brew
He’s also there when all they need
Is just someone to talk to
There are few men like this
Weather you search far or wide
It is a terrible tragedy
When a Brother like this, takes his final ride
But a man such as this
Even after he is gone
Has not left you alone at all
Cause his spirit will carry on
He’ll be there when you wake up
On a bright sunny, summer day
His memories will always make you smile
When your world has turned to gray
There’s pain in your heart now
cause you’ll never again hear him say
“Come on Cheer the hell up man”
Or
“Let’s roll some miles away”
But know when you roll out
To take off for a ride
He’ll be there beside you
His spirit riding by your side
Know that your brother
On heavens roads will now roll
On his brand new Harley
That he fabricated from heaven’s gold
Then just think of the day
That you will see him again
He’ll be at the gates to welcome us home
Wearing that Big Ol’ Southern Grin
ANGEL OF DEATH
By : Bob Bryant
The Angel of Death
He is a loner at heart
He travels alone
Take you away through the dark
Sometimes he appears quickly
As if out of nowhere
Sometimes he looms around
You know for months that he’s there
He robs women of their husbands
Children of their dads
It seems to be his days bright spot
When he leaves someone feeling sad
You can’t pay him off with money
You can’t scare him away
He’ll rob you of your very life
He works both night and day
So as you ride your scooter
Keep in your heart the people you love
Because one “I didn’t see him” cager
Can bring death’s Angel from above
“Not Meant To Be”
By : Bob Bryant
He knelt on one knee
The crowd was all gone
This was his woman
God had called her home
He spoke his final words
Tears setting in his eyes
It had never been so hard
To say the words “Good Bye”
He said “ If you hear me “
“And I know you do”
“I’ll never love again”
“My heart is true to you”
“You’ve left me to early”
“No fault of your own”
“But I can’t blame God”
“For wanting you to come home”
“Heaven will be lucky”
“To have you home again”
“But I’ll miss you behind me”
“Smiling in the wind”
“So when my time is over”
”Be there waiting on me”
“Together we’ll ride heaven’s roads”
“Good bye’s not meant to be”
In Loving Memory of
TRENTON RYDER BRYANT
Feb 23,2007 – Apr 8,2007
You Touched Me More In Two Months " LITTLE MAN"
Than Most Will In A Lifetime
"LITTLE MAN"
There are times in life when no words can be found
As you try to stand tall, yet your tears hit the ground
We have all shared this over the last few days
As we cried, asked why, and yes, all even prayed
Words sent to heaven from each of us I’m sure
Some of us telling God, “We can’t take much more”
We know not the reason some things happen as they do
We can only rely on each other to pull through
I know the saying, “There is a reason for all things”
Yet those words feel empty when mixed with such pain
As we gather here today, not understanding God’s plan
We feel helpless and alone without our “Little Man”
Trenton Ryder I’ll miss you, for the rest of my days
You’ll be with me as I, work, sleep, or play
I’ll also remember every time I look at my hands
For a while they held an Angel, I came to know as “Little Man”
Love Grandpa
