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
Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 9:41 AM UTC
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
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