Perhaps Also Beautiful

Our sun is a ball of fire,

a flame not meant to expire.

With no beginning or end

it’s a lover and a friend.

Eternity means just this;

to continue to exist.

Sometimes friendships may mature

as loves, but they are fewer.

All of our friends may not be

headed for eternity.

Scientists say our sun may die

but they fail to explain why.

Big bang is not a reason.

Blooms are here to put bees on.

Walt Abbott–11-30-2009