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2003 poems When I see the sun rise in the morning.
I think of you.
The sun is nothing compared to you.
Because you are one hot person.
The sun is warm.
The sun is bright.
That is the one thing
That I like to see tonight.
When I am out in the sun,
it just makes me want to run.
The sun is bright.
I wish that it was
The day light again.
Day light
Always goes to midnight
Every night.
(c)Cherisse Powers
04/02/03'
