The Sun Is …
The sun
Is a golden coin
Tossed in the air
By a friendly giant
As he meanders
Over snow white hills
That rise and fall
Along the path
Toward hearth
And home
Is a golden coin
Tossed in the air
By a friendly giant
As he meanders
Over snow white hills
That rise and fall
Along the path
Toward hearth
And home
This poem is copyright (©) Shaun Jex 2026
About the Writer
Shaun Jex
Shaun Jex is a writer from the Oklahoma City Area. Besides writing poetry, he has written several nonfiction books and likes to spend his free time reading comic books and peeking under rocks to find the bugs living there.
