The Sun

The Sun
by Johnay K.


The sun

When he rises from his slumber
he brings life to so many things
that all animals must sing.

He brightens my world
his kisses on my skin so warm
it makes me feel reborn

A Picnic?
A walk?
Or maybe go to the park?

When He decides to go back to sleep
He still leaves behind his heat
the beautiful sunset, what a sight.
The one time the sun and moon reunite.

Now the moon is in the spotlight.
I admire her till daylight.

Barrett Smithweek16