The Sun's Happy Tale 5

In a valley, a rainbow of hues, Where wildflowers danced with morning dews, Lived Sunny the Sun, with a frown on his face, Casting shadows all over the place.

He sighed a big sigh, a solar-flare pout, "My light feels so dim, I want to go out!" Then Rose, a red bloom, so vibrant and bold, Heard Sunny's sad words, a story untold.

"Oh, Sunny," she chirped, with petals so bright, "Why the long face? Why dim your warm light? Look down at the valley, the bees and the birds, They need you, dear Sunny, they hang on your words!"

Rose stretched her green stem, reaching up high, "Come closer, dear Sunny, and look in my eye! See how I unfurl, with joy in my heart? Friendship's the sunshine, a brand-new fresh start!"

Sunny peeked down, a tiny sunbeam, At Rose's bright smile, a beautiful gleam. He saw all the flowers, the butterflies free, Drinking his light with buzzing, sweet glee.

He chuckled, a rumble, a warm, golden sound, His sadness now gone, nowhere around. He shone with new vigor, a radiant blaze, Filling the valley with sunshiny days!

Rose bloomed even bigger, her colors so grand, The happiest flower in all of the land. Sunny learned that day, a beautiful truth, Friendship's warm light brings blossoming youth!