POETRY #1 To My LOVE

I wish I could be like the sun
He always has the honour of peeking every morning
He follows you everywhere

I can't blame him though
I sometimes wonder if you could try not charming him
Perhaps you are not trying to

Your great and smile enchants soul and soulless alike
It is no wonder the lady in the moon
Keeps on admiring you

I wager she wants her child to be just like you
Am feeling a bit sad now cause the sun had refused switching place with me
JUST TO KISS YOU GOOD MORNING