The sun
Burning the sky orange
More beautiful than Florence
As the sun rises and sets
It wipes away worry’s debts
Once again we look up
Happy, leaving the slump
Like lively chirping birds
We laugh away concerns
A mind heated by worry
Is in a perpetual hurry
As the sun rises and sets
We harbor cold regrets
Dreaming of the stars
And their soft facades
The sun retreats for the night
Until dawn sends its invite