Don't you think the sun is bright?
I wonder where it goes at night?
Does it sleep or does it hide?
Or is the moon its other side?
Does it hide behind the hills?
Late at night as outside chills?
Do you think it needs to rest?
From all that warming it does best?
Could it even have a home?
Maybe in London or even in Rome?
Or does it just float around?
Moving slowly from town to town?
Yes, I think it must do that!
After all the earth's not flat.
So the sun goes round and round
Spreading sunshine on the ground!
©2002 Gareth Lancaster
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