The Sun And The Smile
The sun rose and was greeted with a smile
Each watercolor morning inhaled and appreciated
Relishing in the glow and warmth
Her dark clouds would vanish with the the first rays
One morning the sun and received no smile
The watercolor morning lost its hue and lay unacknowledged
The day was cold and held no ardor
The dark clouds growing and spreading over the world
The world crumbled and drowned in darkness
Searching out for the smile that no longer existed
Beseeching the sun to return
But no light can enter when there is no life to cherish it
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