It gleams, it declares, it’s not over,
The colours it spread,
The vibrancy it disperse, it’s not ever,
Ever ending, my friend.
It beams, the rays, crawling more,
To stretch around.
Though while dying, you can hear,
It’s pull to be on board.
It dreams, there will be a saver;
Looks out on the ground
Nothing for hope, yet a believer,
Then it does slowly tread.
Though it sets, it’s never over,
The colours it spread,
The vibrancy it disperse, it’s not ever,
Ever ending, my friend.
It turns up, with more power,
The rays it hold,
The energy it spread, is not far,
Far from its very end.
Sunbeams, more to wander,
Into the timberland;
Glowing all for our favour
Granting rays to transcend.
Sun never sets, it can never
Every eve, it’s so called,
But its rise is very much near
Very near to it’s descend.
There is rise for sure after rear
Not forever is a bend;
Like the dipping sun, it’s clear
Your entry, soon, will be grand.
