Rider on the storm
A rock icon was born
Tousled hair adorn
Leather trousers worn
Voice so hot and deep
Could make the angels weep
Rider on the storm
Poet of The Doors
Writer with a cause
Boy you light my fire
Oooo you take me higher
Singer with a soul
Beautiful control
Poet of The Doors
Sing among the stars
Jupiter to Mars
Light up heaven’s sky
You can never die
Though you left us
for a high
Try to burn
the night sky
Rider on the storm.
09/02/19 JG