The suns beautiful

By Crispy   

The eye of heaven peers down on earth

Keeping it warm and alive with color

At the crack of dawn, everyone gets up

Our eyes glisten in the sun

It’s a blinding light very bright

If looked at too long, blind like a bat

It lets us see the true colors of the earth

The sun gives the plants what they need to grow

Late afternoon darkness arrives

And the sun sets for the night

Waiting to rise back up again

Without the sun earth would be a dark and sad and miserable place

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The poem goes from up where the sun is POV to what we see in our eye\'s POV