My Friend, the SunA Poem by KiaraThis morning The sun comes up Slowly and beautifully. The sun rises with calm grace And a million years of confidence. The sun can’t make a mistake,
because It will be okay anyway. The sun can Only spread its light to those in
need And can only help those who want Some bright joy to look to in Their sad lives. They just Need a friend that will Always be there, Like the sun. © 2012 Kiara |
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Added on January 20, 2012 Last Updated on January 20, 2012 |

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