Looking up

When the sun is out
It’s like I once was blind
Because the sun is out
And I can see.
The trees are greener
Even though its September.
The air smell fresher
When the sun is out.

Ouuhh the streets
don’t look the same
When the sun is out
There’s something
about the sky
You look up
And its all clear blue
No birds flying by
When the sun is out.

The streets are quiet
Is it because we are in Quaratine.
Even though the sun is out
You forget for a minute
That there’s a lock down in place.
Ouuh when the sound is out
We are all more optimistic
I pray we stay like this
Till December.

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