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// Chapter Two: Having Fun 
// Story: The Poetry 
// by eggomaplesoup 
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The next day, Sunflower walks out of her house with of course her poetry letter and an ink pen. 

"I can't wait to see him." She mumbles to herself. 

She then notices Sunrise and runs to him. "Hey, Sunrise!"

Sunrise turns around and stares at Sunflower. "Hey, Sunflower."

A couple of hours later, they're at a picnic, Sunflower writes:

Let's pack a basket and head outside,
To a spot where nature hides.
With the blue skies and sunshine bright,
Picnic times are pure delight.

Spread the blanket beneath a tree,
In nature's embrace, we will be.
Open the hamper, feast our eyes,
On sandwiches and tasty pies.

Sip lemonade, cool and sweet,
As the breeze gives our skin a treat.
Chirping birds provide the song,
As we munch and sing along.

The grass is soft beneath our hoof,
A perfect spot for us to meet.
The world can wait, let's just unwind,
At this moment, troubles are left behind.

Laugh and share stories, side by side,
As the hours gracefully slide.
With friends and family, we're complete,
At this picnic, life feels so sweet.

The sky turns hues of orange and red,
As the sun lowers its sleepy head.
We pack our things, with grateful hearts,
For this day, where joy imparts.

The memories made, forever keep,
In a place where happiness sleeps.
Picnic, oh picnic, we'll always remember,
The love and laughter we shared.

Sunflower puts her letter away and stares at Sunrise.

"So, Sunrise what's your favorite color?" Sunflower asks. 

"Brown and black." Sunrise answers.

"Really? Mine is purple and blue." Sunflower also answers. 

A while later, they are playing tag in the park. "Tag you're it!" Sunflower says. 

"Dang it!" Sunrise says.

Sunflower giggles. "You're really good, for being a runner." 

Sunrise chuckles a bit. 

After the whole day of Sunflower and Sunrise playing with each other, they went back into their own houses again.

Sunrise walks inside his house and sighs. "I don't know what's wrong with me, but she's starting to annoy me even though we've just been friends for a day." He talks to himself. 

He then gets on his bed and turns off his lights and sleeps.

Sunflower, however, is still awake writing her poetry. 

In a world so vast and wide,
Where joy and laughter coincide,
There lies a treasure, yet undiscovered,
A source of fun, beloved, and uncovered.

Wherever we go, whatever we do,
There's always time for fun, it's true,
From dusk till dawn, we embrace the delight,
Like stars that twinkle in the sky at night.

We chase the sun on sandy shores,
Building castles, forever ours,
Seagulls swoop, waves crash and roar,
Giggles echo from the sandy floor.

We dance under a moonlit sky,
When the night is young, bold, and spry,
Looming shadows become our stage,
As we let our carefree spirits engage.

Skipping merrily through fields of green,
With flower crowns, the fairies convene,
Whimsical tales we dare to unravel,
As we let our imaginations fiercely travel.

On swings that soar to touch the sky,
We reach for dreams, oh so high,
Weightless and free, we set our spirits loose,
Leaving behind worries, an eternal truce.

In parks and playgrounds, laughter unfolds,
Slides and swings, for the young and old,
Through timeless games, friendships are made,
Bonds of joy that will never fade.

In every moment, big or small,
We find the joy that unites us all,
With smiles and laughter, we paint our days,
As we discover, fun in myriad ways.

So let us cherish this gift we possess,
The ability to embrace happiness,
For in every moment, the fun yet untold,
Awaits to be unlocked, a treasure to behold.

After she was done, she got on her bed, turned off the lights, and falls asleep.