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Little Sun


Dear Little Sun

That shines in the sky

Each dawn I watch you all through the day

And each dusk I whisper as you fade away,

“Tonight I will wait as long as I can

In hopes that I will see you once again.”


Bright in the noon

And gone in the night

What a world this would be

Without your light.

So should the time come that you ever fail

No star will ever grow our fields

The way that you did,

And we would be plunged into utter darkness,

Except maybe the moon who sends down light in threads.


One of the stars

But closer to us than any

Even when you burn our backs with your ungracious heat

We bow at your, lord and master's, feet

So that you’ll protect us from that that would feed

By bearing away the darkness indeed


Worshiped, the great ball of fire in the above

Closer to heaven than any of us

We loved and prayed to you for all

This life we see before you fall

And we think that maybe you control

Everything and maybe more.


Obey your wishes we did, loyally,

And you continued to float just out of reach

But we kept our hands raised to you

And in warmth was how we talked of you.

It wasn’t until that winter came

That you seemed to hide your head in shame,

For cold laid waste to our land

And death stalked where we couldn’t see, to strike in our time of need.

You hid behind the clouds and only came out to check the damage

After it had been done.


That’s when I realized that,

You were quite a little sun.

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