The Sun

The Sun.
It beams down
on my face.
It's so much better
Then the gloomy day.

It beams down
and makes me smile.
Sent by the creator,
To brighten my day.

It helps,

 make things seem clear.
It makes everything
seem dear.

I thank God
for the sun,
It makes me glad,
I'm here.

I smile as it,
And the light
takes away my fear.