The sun is an artist, who paints in light and heat,
bringing color to the clouds and life to the earth
Its rays cut through the clouds and shine down onto the earth bringing life and warmth
With each new day it paints in wonderful hues of orange and yellow
and when the day is done it brings out its cotton candy pink and lavender
The sky is its home and the world is its canvas,
it seeps into leaves and calls up the clouds from the lakes and ponds
Who but the sun could perform miracle after miracle, giving life and joy to each place it touches
At night the sun sleeps and gives way to its fellow stars,
letting them shine and sparkle, watched over by the moon
This generous sun gives so much with little thanks
But still it shines on
bringing color to the clouds and life to the earth
Its rays cut through the clouds and shine down onto the earth bringing life and warmth
With each new day it paints in wonderful hues of orange and yellow
and when the day is done it brings out its cotton candy pink and lavender
The sky is its home and the world is its canvas,
it seeps into leaves and calls up the clouds from the lakes and ponds
Who but the sun could perform miracle after miracle, giving life and joy to each place it touches
At night the sun sleeps and gives way to its fellow stars,
letting them shine and sparkle, watched over by the moon
This generous sun gives so much with little thanks
But still it shines on
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