RIDING TO THE CAPE ON A FRIDAY EVENING

It was a hot and windy evening
When we were driving to Cape Cod.
All I could do was chew a piece of gum;
I was so bored my head was spinning.

But then my window started to turn
Into the most incredible picture,
But the picture wasn’t a picture:
A night sky full of stars.

I saw the bridge, old and rundown.
Moonlight made the trees glow.
I was so happy: the canal down below
Promised that I was almost home.