Light shines in with wondrous rays;
Heralds the call for the new day.
The roar of the engines heard far and wide,
Makes my heart long for those days that I did ride.
Memories flood in; the wind in my hair,
Don’t miss the bugs that would find themselves there!
A long winding road on a warm summer night,
The stars all around, the moon gives us sight.
A cause or not, for a reason to ride;
A smile from children as you go on by.
The feel of the engine as you kick it in gear;
The freedom of life is all in there.
Missing those days, gratefully sung;
Now to my coffee, a new day begun.
©2018 Dawn Marie DiMartino