Sun so bright it will take your sight,
Yet brings you heat and light.
Its yellow beams will split the night,
To open up the sky.
When so done, as you might see,
It turns the sky to red.
Then at noon when it’s at its peak,
Bright white is all that’s said.
Later, in evening, the sun starts to set,
And with its passing the sky starts to close.
Once again, hopefully, it is a possibility,
That it will be ever so slow.
So that I might see it go dim and dark,
And see that evening glow.
Tonight I say, to all I can,
That’s God’s creation;
it came straight from his hand.
