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Warmth of the Sun
Sun’s faint rays in early dawn Melts the earths morning dew Each new day our star is born Bringing with it warmth anew Nights shadow fading to blue Nature stirs from its night’s rest And greets the day bold and new The warmth of the sun at its best At noon the sun warms the corn In the field all the way through Warms ewes with their lambs recently shorn And making all plants grow tall and true Their colours becoming a brilliant hue Nature at peace all heaven blest Tranquil surroundings to give it its due The warmth of the sun at its best At dusk the sun is now tired and worn Shadows fall over the land hiding its view The warmth now lost we all have to mourn And just sit on the veranda sipping a brew Listening to the wind chimes as the wind blew Evening sees nature having lost all its zest Crickets in the grass start chirping on cue The warmth of the sun had done its best The sun finally sets but don’t be forlorn As this golden orb sinks and sets in the west Nature in its beauty will tomorrow be reborn The warmth of the sun at its best
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