By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor
oh, how the sun shines
filling my pores with rays
sunshine tells me I will be fine
and enjoy the rest of this summer haze
weeping is not in my schedule today
despite the sun I will stay inside
regardless, all I shall do is play
and let the sun represent my pride
in the evening, I will lie in the grass
the sunset colours dance in my hair
the golden air makes my hair look brass
soon the sun will escape to its lair
the beautiful fireball fills me with joy
a bubbly feeling that’s about to pop
the sun is trustworthy while the moon is coy
now that the sun’s gone, I’m ready to drop
