Just passing through!

It was brisk and shiver
as it
roared and mingled.
The sounds of a brand new kind of jingle.
Seeing the lanscape as it was slowly revealed,
The air was cold.
What was nearby over the next hill?
Brightness and dimness all in a mix,
I hope the old road doesn't have any new tricks.
It a new thing and a trip to be had
by this middle aged and decrepid old dad.
You may say with an air of suprise,
why would he do that?
is it really wise?
Oh the roar, the sound as the light slowly chases away the darkness of night.
Its new, it's cool, it's my brand new
Bike.