Night Rider
The twilight comes too fast now
Midday sun not near as high
Season running out somehow
Cooler wind in cloudless sky
She calls me to the saddle
Too few hours in short day
So onto her I straddle
One headlight to show the way
Sunset throws a darker hue
Leathers stiffen in the chill
Darkness narrows headlight’s view
Yet the ride is worthy still
Car passes like shadowed ghost
Headlights like fireflies aglow
Magically they seem to coast
Flying with no place to go
Different as the nighttime feels
There is still great joy to find
Darkness does not scare two wheels
No ride has ever been unkind
Feared not the coming of midnight
As moon rises in starry sky
Worldly cares and worries take flight
As I enjoy this two-wheel high
commonsensiblyspeaking 
what a beautiful tribute to the joy one must feel while riding a motorcycle.