My Friend, The Sun

The sun rises

 

Graces the falling leaves

With her presence

Causing them to glisten

As they flutter

Silently toward the ground

 

She peeks through

The highest leaves

To find me

Sitting on a tree limb

 

She smiles upon me

And spreads her rays outwards

To greet me

With a warm embrace

 

She stays above me

A guardian in the sky

Watching over me,

As I ponder

New beginnings,

Keeping me safe.