The Sun Poem by Maalavika Menon

The Sun

Rating: 4.0


Oh the pretty sun…
Your rays come through
The trees
You give us light
And make the world so bright,
You are in height
You are our gift from god
You give us heat
When it is cool…
You are very hot in summer,
But I don't know why you run
On seeing the moon,
Without any reason.

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