Enduring Sun

By , Wichita, KS
How sad you must be.
Recognized by all but un-embraced.
Terrible must be your decent be
when all is happy and merrily joyful.
Even the moon rising and shining stars
have admirable spectators of time.
Depresses and run-down yet
you rise every morn, radiating
brightness more than the last.





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