Our Friend, the Sun

When morning comes and grass is dewed, one looks beyond the window's view The crimson sky, announces you You spread a warmth, with revelry, You take our breaths, you awe the eyes Old friend, possessor of the sky, you tint each cloud while passing by O' morning friend, O' rising sun…You never fail to come ! Over the rooftops, over my lawn, over the crest of early dawn Warming,………greeting,…………….skimming along……. You come each day, to blush my face, your gentle fingers know the way From morning’s path, long past noon, from east to west, a well worn task You race across the time and space, an ancient clock, while keeping pace And as the twilight comes too soon, you blaze a trail with redder hues And ‘tho I know how soon you’ll go… I wonder why I miss you so…? My brilliant friend, O' setting sun, it’s time to wave a sad farewell I wonder why, when fading dim, you play for me, a sadder song? Yet, still I’m here, in silent awe, to watch you burn away Slowly………fading………………………………………gone _____________________________________________________________