See morning rolls around, and brings another April snow day
This sleepy town stirs on white streets under a white sky And the only lights that shine are the ones in traffic-- red and yellow watercolor on the windshield. We get home, the lights are down. We lie in bed under the blankets and dream of spring... In barrooms across town others gather ballads and sing.
Drive these roads See for yourself the sky flat, where meets it the earth and the stars glimmering cold And Polaris promises to bring you home Even if they let you down, you'll rise up off the ground when you hear morning sound, maybe it’ll bring one more day of sun.
National Poetry Month Day 22. Heavily inspired by "Another Day of Sun" from LaLa Land.