I smell the sun as he creeps around
Lighting my rooms and hurting my eyes
The flowers welcome him
And the birds fly to him
Through the warming air where the clouds rise

I feel the sun as she heats my skin
With prongs that casually burn
The rivers fear her
And the windows absorb her
Whilst winter awaits it’s turn

I watch the sun rising up
Flooding the sky with yellow
The air swims around him
And the planes fly beneath him
As he brightly says hello