Snowy Serenade

Under a blanket of shimmering white,
Music City glows in the soft moonlight.
Snowflakes dance like a fleeting dream,
As streets hum low, a melodic stream.

Oh, hear the hum, the gentle tune,
The city sings beneath the moon.
Snowy whispers, a soft ballet,
Humming hearts in the night’s embrace.

Lanterns glow through the frosted haze,
Echoes of songs from the alleyways.
A busker hums with a soulful air,
Notes of warmth in the frosty flare.

Oh, hear the hum, the gentle tune,
The city sings beneath the moon.
Snowy whispers, a soft ballet,
Humming hearts in the night’s embrace.

Piano keys through an open door,
Mingling with snowflakes forevermore.
A violin sighs, a saxophone cries,
The hum of the night where magic lies.

In Music City, where snowflakes fall,
Humming tunes bind one and all.
Through the night, the melody stays,
A snowy serenade in the music’s sway.