The sun raises its bashful face and faces the world below; dark, and .
A new light shed on the day.
Orange hands stretch across the green and my soul.
Not known for being towards the moon, they circle the earth in a race.
Just after sunrise, everything stands still.
The newborn blue sky, is clear, .
The moon, alike the sun, without success.
The moon, at the of warmth assumed brought by the sun, knowing the sun will be the end.
And eventually bring the cold.
All but the stars will be .
A vocab project we had in Honors English. The underlined words are the vocab words.