Charming Prince In Golden Yellow

I stood on the shores starring at the sun,

It looked beautiful and calm in golden yellow.

Looking at it I wondered aloud,

Why does it hide behind the gloomy white cloud?

Everyone loves the twinkling stars,

Every poet romanticizes the beauty of moon,

Wonder why no one adores the shinning sun?

Imagine a day when sun was not to rise,

World would be dark, filled with lies.

Glittering sun is worthy as gold,

Its beauty is unrivaled and bold.

So hail the prince in golden yellow,

He sure is a charming fellow.

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