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Days of Sunshine, Nights of Shadow


I do love to sit in the warm sunshine

as it moves radiantly on a daily flight.

Across the scene spreading warmth,

till comes dark shadows of the night.

The Harvest moon shines until dawn,

Lifting a dark curtain by its lunar lights.

Shadowy figures criss-cross the fields,

As it casts treetop's most eerie sights.

A sunflower's life is a dependent one,

Needs everyday's most fine sunshine.

Provides gold nectar to feed the bees,

Is where beautiful butterflies all do dine.

If I could talk or somehow communicate,

I'd reveal to the whole world of my plight.

All to please never waste light of the sun,

For it makes each a special day, so bright.


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