The Sun

The sun was shining in the sky
When suddenly a gust of wind,
knocked it out and down it fell,
And landed with a great big crash,
Right in my backyard.

And the sky it turned so very dark,
And the world got very cold.
And all the children stopped their play,
And the birds wouldn't sing,
And the flowers wouldn't grow.
And my head sunk very low.

Then a little birdie came to me,
And whispered in my ear,
"Sweet child you have nothing to fear!
We'll fix the sun and make it shine,
Just as bright as new."

And so we pushed and pulled and tugged.
And nailed and hammered and sawed and cut.
And strained with all our might and main.
And when we looked back after all we'de done,
Shining bright was a brand new sun.

And all the shadows crept quickly away,
And all the children started to play.
And the birds sang and flowers grew.
And the sky was bright, and clear, and blue!