Shortest day of the year,
going for a ride means pulling on the winter gear...
Rush home like a jerk,
spent my whole day at work...
Railroad pays the bills, that's good for the bottom line,
but my passion is in the mountains and that's good for my mind...
Wearing lots of clothes cause it's cold outside,
I mount my steed for what should be a 2hr ride...
I little bit of road before the trails,
the wind is brutal and not at my tail...
Come Hoeferlin, Plymouth, Banker and Rock-a-dendron...
Then Cherry Ridge, Lookout and Hemlock-n-load...
I'm killing it today, just totally in the zone,
In spite of how the wind beat me on the road...
Daylight is running short, do I have time to reverse?
"Eff it! Just do it". I mumble with a curse...
Because I know without risk comes no reward,
Today I won the race against daylight, Thank you Lord...
Happy Holidays....Y'all
