at the break of dawn,
the sun found me sleeping,
on the terrace of my home.
it hit me with the brightest light,
i woke up and stretched my arms,
and winked at the sun with a smile.
blushing, it then hid behind a cloud,
then we parted ways and carried on,
with our daily routine.
the sun as i know it,
is a really lazy creation,
it works far lesser hours than me.
Wait till winter comes...
and it might not be seen at all.
The sun goes on a holiday,
when the fall falls.
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