My poem.

This will be my first ever poem! well since awhile ago. Please give constructive criticism.

Once in forever the sun begins to shine, when the chance shows we all run and hide.

If we all missed the day the sun shines, why do we care when we are bitten in the behind?

We weep and cry and ignore the rays, while the sun shines all day.

For every chance we ignore the sun, We get closer to ending something that has just begun.

So soak up the sun in its whole, before life itself. Devours. You. Whole.