ode to the sun

February 25, 2009
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You feed us, clothe us.
Gives us warmth, you smile
Down upon our world, like a bird
Frozen in midflight.
Giving us reason to jump
In the cool river, running
Soft but cutting like a razor.
At the end of the day you
Go into the mountains to rest
Because everybody needs their 8hrs.

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