The Glorious Sun

Standing in the middle of a grassy field

With the wind whistling all around

Weaving through my hair

Whirling flower petals on the breeze

Pushing the green grass back

Making the butterflies soar out

In patches of gold and blue

Creating a colorful wind

Swirling round me

As I spin around and around

Feet dancing on flowers

Staring up at the sun


Without the sun

This day would not have been possible

If it had not shone

The colors would not have grown

Green grass

Flowers for butterflies

The wind would have soared

Over a bleak land

Only fit for sand

If not for the glorious sun

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