Golden Sun

Golden sun shines through the sky
Like a discus floating through the air
Never stopping once to stare
While the whole time passing by.

The clouds are clear as blue
With curling wisps of  white
Moving by the earth so bright
And never going to loose.

While the moon may come
When the night falls over
It folds out like clover
And yet it comes undone

For the sun is forever gold
Without a moment to lose
Or a heart to quick to vamoose
But the warmth forever to behold.

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