Morning Sun

The first thing I see when I wake.

The bright burning ball of fire,

Orage to some,

Red to others,

To me a mystery of what it truly is there for..

To provide light,

To provide heat,

But what is the true nature?

Does anyone know?

No.

Thats the beauty of the unexpected, right?

Author's Note

My teacher told me to write about the Sun...then he fell in love with this so I decided to upload it and see what you guys thought?