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she asked the sun.

On 24, Apr 2013 | No Comments | In creating, sharing | By Natalie

And so, she asked the sun,
“Sun, how is it that every day you
are able to shine so bright?”
But the sun did not respond.
And so she asked again,
“Sun, what makes you give off
such heat?”
But again, the sun did not respond.
Discouraged, the girl crosses her arms
across her chess,
turns on her heels,
and begins to march away
down the broken sidewalk.
It is then that the girl sees {and feels} it:
the warmth on her back and
the light on the road ahead.
And the girl thinks,
“My path, ever golden, follows the sun.”
– a poem by my friend written to me
quite some time ago.

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