Story of the Sun

He wakes up in the morning
brush his teeth in the big big pool
He slowly moves from his bed
cause he still sleepy




In a day he plays with the wind
and plays hide and seek with the cloud
sometimes he looks upon the world under his world
he will smiles
and gives 'em big hot kiss



Before his time to sleep
He will draw in the sky
orange red blue
are his favorite color
abstract is his specialty





then when he gets tired
he moves slowly to bed
and the moon will sing a lullaby