The Sun

The sun is hot
With a few bright spot
The sports are cool
But never go near it like a fool
 
The sun is a hot star
And it can melt an iron bar
The sun gives us light
But never look at it with your sight
 
When the sun dies and forms a black hole
You might ask “where is the sun’s soul? “
Without the sun our world would be dark
With no spark!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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