The sun,
symbol of life and death.
How the flowers bloom,
with the right warmth.
And wither too soon,
with its mad heat.

The sun,
lovely and glorious.
Dawn’s promising light,
a heart’s pleasure.
Beautiful twilight,
as it sets in the east.

The sun,
is like a special friend.
How his comfort brings,
warmth to the heart.
Yet, his oath of love,
a scorching hug.