A ball of fire, so bright and warm,
That lights up the sky,
And makes the world a better place,
To live in and to die.
It gives us light, and warmth, and food,
And helps the plants to grow,
It makes the birds sing, and the flowers bloom,
And makes the world aglow.
It's a beautiful sight to see,
As it rises in the sky,
And sets the world ablaze,
With its golden light and heat.
So let's all thank the sun,
For all that it does,
And let's hope that it will always shine,
And never set.
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