The Sun is a brilliant star of ours.
Solar Flares fire from the surface.
Light, heat, and life is its main purpose.
Brightness wakes me in the morning.
My only Sun, keep us alive.
Have to be covered, fair skin only to burn.
Earth rotates in turn, Nights become Days.
Try to protect from its rays.
Spinning, we see to sun go East to West.
Sunset, it is the time for rest.
Planets Orbits predetermined trek around the sun.
Is there any intelligent life?
The search is never done.
It's the same with people on busy, city street.
Paths cross but never meet.
Molten mass of fire is burning white-hot.
Our lives are dependent on you.
Oxygen comes from sunlight with help from plants and trees.
We need sunlight to get the food we eat.
Two lovely daughters but you are my only Sun.
Richard Orszulak 4/15/2012