"Paint it black", said the sun to the sky, as she faded away and started to die.
Today, no tears will be shed, as  the resting sun gets tucked up snugly, all ready for bed.
Termination of daylight, blacks all the windows out, at the end of the day.
Morning comes.
Bringing  with it the sunlight, reincarnated,magnifying the details of the new daffodils glow.
Blossom of hawthorn, almost ignites, as the morning echoes repeat  yesterday.
The world sees a beautiful dawn, again a true delight.
The Sun again, warms the atmosphere as the seasons change
Pursuing a romance, as winter, courts spring.
Sun has a temper, tempestuous, she bites back.
An angry sun, she turns her back on springtime flowers.
When thorns of winter, feed more icy vile storms.
(c) LIVVI