Susan is the Sun at Best Western Hotel
Susan is the sun that fills the room,
A warmth that lingers past the night's dark gloom,
She rises gentle in the morning's gold,
Her laughter weaves a tale yet untold.
Beneath her gaze, the weary find their peace,
The journey's burdens in her light release,
Her smile, a promise of a brighter day,
A glowing ember that won't fade away.
In every corner, Susan's light is found—
A guiding star, where all is safe and sound.
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