Treasure Island

Mackenzie Prickett


The Sun


Through the leaves a ray breaks through,
To shed a light on me and you.
Heats the day,
Absent at night.
The sun, my friend,
Is God's delight.
The water reflects
The beautiful shine,
Only God could create
Such glory divine.
Every morning the animals stir,
When the light glimmers and awakens the earth.
This priceless glow that I describe,
No one could ever begin to hide.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Edited: Sunday, September 01, 2013

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