The SunA Poem by CJ
The Sun Bright, Hot, Energy-filled. To easily put it, The sun. The opposite of lunar, The sun comes out when we are most lively, Most of us, that is. For some aren’t so lucky, And must sleep, Miss the light and joyous aura of the sun. This we couldn’t survive without, But is sometimes hard to survive with. The heat came become overpowering, And burn. Making your skin turn the color of fire, The ally of the sun. It brings us hot days, But sometimes the days are cold, And we wish that it could come out, And we can see it, To gives us the spirit to look forward to the next day, Where we might find it again. © 2008 CJAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on April 29, 2008 AuthorCJCAAboutStarted out a happy-go-lucky writer who just wanted to embrace all of life in writing. Turns out that it is more painful than I imagined. Tough times turn into honest writing. I never delete a piece f.. more..Writing
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