Hand of the Sun

The portrait of countless colors

Dancing thrrough the endless sky

No words can describe the beauty

That everyday will pass us by

What a comforting presence

The sun as it kisses the Earth

It signals the end of one beautiful day

Before it is time for a new one's birth

Even when on the toughest of days

When there seems to be no hope or love

All that is needed to brighten the mood

Is to look at the sun that smiles from above

Silent sun please take my hand

And bring me along with thee

To the magical land where the sunset lives

Above the land and above the sea

Warmth and joy will flood my senses

Whenever I see the lowering sun

What limits are there to the pleasure it brings?

The answer is that there are none

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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