Sunshine

     Our house, our home, our life, our right.

     The spinning world in the spotlight,

     Whose deep blue depths, bright sky, and lands

     Might crumble to night by hot hands.

     And long shined the sun so bright

     Our eyes filled with it, brimmed with fight.

     Without a blink, we are left, to be. 

And savor the shore, shining seas set us free.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: 

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