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I am the Sun

I am the sun. 
I rise,
strong
I stand, 
stronger 
with a purpose to shine. 
I am the sun. 
I set subtly and with power
leaving behind a day’s worth of pain.
A day’s worth of joy.
A day worth remembering for a lifetime. 
I am the sun. https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1ZoldYF75BvgSZV1rRvV5uOI0BfcnwA3s 

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