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Sunday Morning Sun

I looked out my front door this early morning Sunday I felt a warmth from the gentle heat of the sun's rays She's big and strong and will usually have her own way In my region, she starts cooking in the month of may She's appointed by God to rule over the day She's under His control; no need for dismay Like each of us, she has her need to have her say No need to worry about anything being in disarray She is unlike humans who often roam and go astray She nurishes us faithfully with nutrients never saying nay We on earth are divinely spaced so all will be well and okay Many like to bath in her on river banks. bays, and ocean beaches, And joyful children will run. Jump. Skip, hop, and laugh while they play At times the clouds will turn to gray and block her sway, or storms will hinder her stay, but we can always count on her to return with a smile saying hello and hey. Like all the universe in God's Great Domain, She's also a worshiper as God Has ordaoned. She worships everyday as should we, not just on Sunday Mornings. 061420cj

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