Sun where did you go? I have been told that you are coming back but I have yet to truly see you. I am about to forget what it is like to bask in your glow and have you warm my sides. The visitors love to pet me and hold me once I have been lying in your warmth. To them I become like a blanket they remember as a child, and me- well, I purr with ecstasy over them all. So please, dear Sun, if you care about the happiness of others come out and let everyone enjoy you and savour your warmth.
-Misty