Writers 
Oh radiant Sun,
You rise each day,
With golden beams that dance and play,
You paint the sky in hues so bright,
A canvas of warmth, a pure delight.
In morning's blush, you greet the dawn,
With whispers soft, the night is gone,
You stretch your fingers, warm and wide,
And in your glow, the world takes pride.
The flowers stretch, their petals wide,
Awakening dreams that in shadows hide,
Your gentle kiss on dewdrops gleams,
Turning the mundane into vibrant dreams.
Children laugh beneath your gaze,
Chasing shadows in joyful plays,
You spark their joy, igniting fun,
Oh, what a gift, dear, glowing Sun!
The trees stand tall, their leaves aglow,
Beneath your watch, they sway and flow,
You nurture life with every ray,
A constant friend in every way.
As noon arrives, you shine so bright,
A beacon bold, a guiding light,
From mountain peak to ocean's shore,
Your warmth embraces, forevermore.
Yet, as the day begins to wane,
You paint the sky in fiery flame,
With oranges, pinks, and deep maroons,
A farewell kiss, a soft attune.
You dip below the horizon's line,
But promise to return, oh Sun, divine!
In every heart, your light will stay,
A cherished glow, come what may.
So here's to you, our steadfast friend,
With every dawn, our spirits mend,
In your embrace, we find our way,
Oh glorious Sun, we celebrate your day!
