The Sun
The sun rises and warms
It touches my face
Sweetly, like a kiss from a lover
Lovingly, like a sleepy smile from a child in slumber
The warm caress flows
Lightly on thy skin
Showing that thy father smiles
And does not weep
It is his love that this shows
As if he is telling the world
I love you
Be not afraid anymore
For i am here and will keep thy
In my heart
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