The sun gets up
"Welcome!"
The children cry
The sky starts to glow
With the sun's aura
Beating her arms
Down on the children
They start to sweat
She tries
To reach to the children
Because she's lonely
They go inside
And cry,
"It's hot outside!"
The sun frowns
And reaches to the plants instead
They bend towards her
But don't come
With her
She sighs,
And slowly starts to paint
The sky
With many colors
And welcomes the moon
Who paints it
All black.