The sun
By Iris A
The silhouettes of trees
Cover the butter yellow sun
Pinks and purples stretch across the sky
Delclaring the moon is soon to come
The cool breeze wafting by
Makes leaves fall to the ground
Birds fly across the sky
As I come to my senses
Cars roll by as children screech
Clocks tick as windows bang
But I'm reminded of nature's wonders
Looking at that butter yellow sun