Ode to the Sun
Shining brightly
and hanging
between the clouds,
the sun
watches me
with a smile.
It extends
its rays.
A fire
lights
inside of me.
It gives me
energy.
My heart
melts
in its warmth.
I am
happy.
I am
alive.
I feel
invincible.
The rays
free me,
allowing me
to enjoy
their beauty.
It is sunset.
The sun
gives me
a grand demonstration.
It paints
with colors
of red,
orange,
pink,
and violet.
The clouds
offer to participate.
The sun
paints them
marvelous
colors.
It is the grand finale.
The birds
fly
across the sky.
The frogs
croak.
The crickets
chirp.
Nature
applauds
the beauty.
Now the curtain
must close.
The sky
turns
to dark.
The sun
hides
behind the horizon.
But tomorrow
it will return
to smile
once again.
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