• Mama, I don't understand how come the sun don't come up 'round our yard.
    Why don't she come an' smile and smile, and shine her warmth.
    I wish that my friend would share her sun.
    She brings it into Show-and-Tell, and I hate her.

    Daddy said that big girls lose their suns alot,
    but Mama, I haven't seen my Sun in a real long time!
    I don't think that the Sun wants me anymore, or else it'd come back to my soul.
    There ain't no more Sun in me Mama, just Night.

    Night is scary once it comes 'round.
    The Stars don't seem to come and point out the way they're s'possed too.
    Me and Bobby thought about this for a long time when Gramma left.
    But then the Night took Bobby.

    I looked for Bobby in the stars, but the stars wouldn't share him.
    Mama, you say that the stars will show me the way back to the Sun,
    but Mama they don't, and I'm scared. Please help me leave the Night,
    I don't think Bobby, Gramma, and Daddy want me and you to stay in the Night.