The suns beautiful
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
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