The Tears of the Sun

Glowing, shining, melting, dying,
As the sun cries its glorious tears,
The warmth washes over the days and years,
The warmth washes over the mountains and seas,
And the warmth washes over both you and me.

Brightening, luminating, crackling, dying,
As the sun cries its glorious tears,
The light washes over the days and years,
The light washes over the flowers and trees,
And the light washes over both you and me.

Flashing, sparkling, twinkling, dying,
As the sun cries its glorious tears,
The good washes over the days and years,
The good washes over the elbows and knees,
And the good washes over both you and me.

The warmth, light and good washes over the years,
And we enjoy the sun's glorious tears.

The End

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