Ode to the sun

As the bright sky rises

And the dark sky falls

A ball of light joins

He looks around

With his eyes fixed upon

The hurried people

That just move on

With their minds
So fumbled

On some business that seems
 Like mumbo jumbo

The sun always smiling

Wish he could say

 That for every good person

There comes a good day

(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson