Sun This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Every day the sun must rise; and so must I.

The sun drifts into existence, and so do I.

Slowly I drift in and effortlessly

Hang,

Observing, Shining, Beaming

Sharing, Loving.



Every night the sun must set; and so do I.

The sun drips out of existence, and so do I.

Slowly in a fiery glow it slides, out of

sight.

Slowly sliding, slowly slipping,

far off into the night,

until tomorrow.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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