IN MEMORY of JEFF SPARKS: But, You Didn't See
Me I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last
Sunday. I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on
the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall. I
saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you
didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane
relief. I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove
by. But, you didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your
cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you, frown at me when I smiled
at your children. But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work
to run toys to the homeless. I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you
didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love. I
saw you, roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves. But, you didn't
see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that
had none. I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see
me, cry as my children where born and have their name written over and
in my heart. I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family. I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see
me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, pat my child's
hands, know ing he was safe behind me. I saw you, reading the newspaper
or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, squeeze my
wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you, race down
the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so
my son could have the car to go on his date. I saw you, run the yellow
light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, trying
to turn right. I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the
lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road. I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I
wasn't there. I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker,..... A
person with friends and a family. BUT, YOU DIDN'T SEE ME Please, take
the extra second to look for motorcycles. We have a hard enough time
trying to stay alive avoiding drunk drivers and old people who can't see
a mack truck, let alone a bike;people talking on phones and musing
themselves with other distractions. Take the extra Time ! CARE !!!
