Everyday I see you rise from the Earth,
it is you that awakes my nerves.
The warm touch you give me every day,
from the bed in which I lay.
Fluffy and white you pass me by,
sometimes dark when you cry.
To feel your touch and your existence,
with no machines or any assistance.
A gentle light you spread through the land,
in places where I need a hand.
Changing in appearance everyday we meet,
many surprises you still keep.
Shining like a jewel in the sky,
washing away all the sly.
Guiding countless through the deep,
but somehow I know I could not keep.
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