Good Morning Sun - Poem by Nicole kaylyn
Good morning bright ball of fire,
The fiery red with yellow desire.
You have awaken me from a slobbering slumber,
Though the distance between us a quite a large asunder,
Good morning oh, bountiful light,
Without you, we’ re left with the most pitch black smoky fright
But the daylight has the sweat bringing days,
As the icky sweaty feeling pays.
Good morning sun
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