Sun
The sun doth break into the morning sky,
Bringing to us its happiness, its light.
It makes us warm by giving us heat. Why,
It even makes our lives a bit more bright.
The sun shines on the mirror of the sea
And all the creatures there that call it home.
It floods its rays on every single tree,
To every place where animals may roam.
The light and heat, can be overwhelming
Once it reaches its peak at strike of noon.
But its time on earth is slowly waning.
It will descend into the ocean soon.
The water seems to douse that flaming light,
Bathing our world in complete darkened night.
Bringing to us its happiness, its light.
It makes us warm by giving us heat. Why,
It even makes our lives a bit more bright.
The sun shines on the mirror of the sea
And all the creatures there that call it home.
It floods its rays on every single tree,
To every place where animals may roam.
The light and heat, can be overwhelming
Once it reaches its peak at strike of noon.
But its time on earth is slowly waning.
It will descend into the ocean soon.
The water seems to douse that flaming light,
Bathing our world in complete darkened night.