Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Shine Be Mine

With coming of dawn each new day,

The sun does rise in eastern sky,

And if some clouds don't block the way,

I sense the rush of rays on my

Self like children do rush upon

Something new wanting to explore,

For the first time in the new dawn,

Never having been here before.

Each ray does bring a warmth and light

As though selected I do be

Recipient through touch and sight

Of sunlight rays meant just for me.

The rays of sunlight beam each morn,

Children of the sun being borne.