This poem is dedicated to the Sun on a snowy Day

Coloured Rays

It wakes up behind the clouds,
takes its bathe in the misty fog.
A crown of radiance adorns
its crystal face.

Look down upon us,
With your eyes of lightning,
let a breaking ray be your Smile,
We wish to embrace the warmth
Of your presence.

Come, break the thicket of snow,
Which has usurped our streets.
We wish no longer for
The mound of glassy sea
Which capsulates our cars.

I want to play on the curb,
Kevin happily announces to Mum,
He pretends unawares of
the chilly fingers of the cold.
She replies him,
Pray to Ra the sun god.