Coming Clean

Sunshine bursts with lovely adjure All over the land of no snow, taboo In all the land on sunshine days a blur Closing doors life outdoors is the rule Open minds open hearts fear away All values clear on sunshine days everywhere 'Tis not a dream, competition slows, as snow goes Steam rises from the land somewhere The glare of sunshine glances off a window and rolls Along the heart, into the aged, balancing on a beam Belongs to each not someone else, races along a stream The silver rills gleam upstream- sunshine coming clean