What Doth Sun Says?
Mislike me not of my burning ray
My light bequeath thou the lukewarm day
Albeit the cherished dew doth dry
The ray cannot lurk, thus thou dost rely
The light dost form faint shower
And warmth bloosoms the flower
Creatures dwelling in the frost
Yearn patiently for mine accost
The world and his wife sings with bliss and mirth
Such harmonious with no thirst and dearth
My light dost pierce the abyssal floor
When night falls, it sheer to the ashore
Thou shall hath faith and trust
It shall never ought to carry by the gust,
Methinkst of burning all woe of thine
To garnish this realm of benign
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