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Rays in Disarray
Some days
The sun gets coy
Hiding behind clouds
When her face
Breaks out in spots
Or her rays are in disarray
Sometimes she plays
Peek-a-boo with children
But she is happy
To give the moon
A fraction of her glow
Of her sweetness
She hates to see his sad face
So, she gives him a bit of gleam
To add to his smile
