Gray buildings on a gray background
A blank sky, waiting to be colored in
By rays of sunlight peeking though
The snowy clouds.
The cobblestone streets are wet with half-melted snowflakes
Snowflakes that land on my tongue and the tip of my nose.
Laughter, accompanied by visible puffs of breath, breaks the silence of the city
Another sound is heard in the distance- music-
It fills our hearts with hope and happiness
It reminds us why we are here.
Line by line, friend by friend
A proud, accomplished few
And though we shiver from the cold,
We are warm, roaming the streets of Indianapolis.