Winter of Life

by Jerry Sawinski aka "Biker Jer"

His ride now silent and still
Winter’s here and now the chill
Snow, rain, wind and grey skies
Very sad, how fast summer dies

What happened to the warm wind
Gone is the time with many a friend
No more leaning hard into a curve
No longer matters who has the nerve

Plans have ceased for the next run
Summer is gone and so is the fun
Now, only bleak darkness is present
Summer, Oh, where has it went

The iron horse is starting to rust
Gone is the biker and his trust
Cobwebs now adorn her sleek frame
Winter is here and it is not the same

The summer has gone by ever so fast
Memories of love, a thing of the past
Autumn, a preview of things to come
Unto winter we all have to succumb

The custom paint has begun to fade
So have the plans that the biker made
No longer will he feel a burst of power
Just gusty winds and a snow shower

Times in our lives resemble each season
Winter is the end, it seems to reason
Fill your summer with more than a lot
Will this be your last winter or not

Summer has not died alone
The biker, now under a stone
Summer will end, it certainly will
The bike and the biker, both lie still

Submitted by Biker Jer
© 2006 Jerry Sawinski aka "Biker Jer"
www.bikerjer.com