Fleeting Rays

I rose at 6:40 this morning
Just early enough to get out of bed
And glimpse the first fleeting rays of the sun
Climbing and beating down over my head.
A huge loud flood of memories
Comes crashing into my brain,
As I remember the day that started with sun,
But ended in only rain.
I cower and look in the deep gold hues
As the sun rises into the sky,
And I think about the sunset,
And why he had to die.
I wake up, and revive myself,
And go on to live my day,
But as I return, the sun goes down,
And I lose its fleeting rays.
The sun reminds me of all of them,
The ones who live, the ones who die,
And though the sun makes me happy,
It starts to bring tears to my eyes.
As it starts to burn,
I lower my gaze,
My heart starts to churn
At the sun’s fleeting rays.
As much as I love him,
I can't let him go,
Imagine the sun’s surface
Glistening with snow.
So as the sun rises every day,
I rise with it, so I can cry,
And watch it set in the evening,
And wait for him ‘till I die.