The sun with its massive rays endowed with light To many plants it can turn them greeny and leafy in days
The sun with its intensive heat that it pours miles below For seconds it can also shun the cold that does eat our skin too low
But- Sometimes Its rays scorch And hopes seems shut To the greeny plant that dies In the hands of the sun's torch
How I wish you would treat me like the sun during the good and the scorching days And when hurt in a swish You won't be fast to blame,for the sun Isn't blamed on the cold days