Chloe’s Ode to the Sun

A boiling gassy ball of fire
It rises up in the morning
Then rests peacefully during the day
Finally it goes down
Then comes up again
The sun

I miss my Chloe.  We’ll see her in a few days.  I don’t imagine she misses us that much because she’s having a great time at camp at Cornell.  But she wrote us another letter, and the lovely poem about the sun was included in her missive.  So it’s nice to know she’s thinking of us.  I love the letters.  They’re so old fashioned.  I can’t wait for her to go to sleepaway camp next month because we’ll get to send each other more snail mail.  Very cool.

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