Ode to the Sun
I wake up every morning and see if you are near.
Sometimes it’s way too early and I know you won’t appear.
I anxiously await you to brighten up the gray.
Sometimes just your presence gets me through my day.
And upon your arrival your brightness draws me out.
Your warmth it keeps me there and melts away my doubts.
Some days I don’t see you, the clouds they block our view.
I like to think when I think of you, you’re thinking of me too.
I wonder if there’s somewhere that you’d rather be.
I wonder if your preference is the seashore by the sea.
I know one thing for certain, where you are, that’s me too.
Cause the world is just a cold dark place if I can’t be with you.