Friday, 15 April 2016

The Sun

So bright like a big globe light, 
It’s the sun shining and spreading out its rays, 
Shining on valleys, mountains and glades, 
Reflecting off buildings and escaping through the glass, 
And in all its glory it’s shining down on the grass, 
Making itself known in everyone’s home, 
It’s the sun shining it does not need any invitation, 
It shines down without hesitation,                      
Wow its now setting and what a beautiful sight, Going with beautiful colors, 
Red, orange, grey and white, 
Using the clouds like blankets floating around its fiery ball, 
Like a magician doing tricks and exiting the hall, 
It’s the sun. 

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