Is it so small a thing / To have enjoyed the sun, / To have lived light in the spring, / To have loved, to have thought, to have done?

The sun just touched the morning;
The morning, happy thing,
Supposed that he had come to dwell,
And life would be all spring.

The sun is gone, but I have a light.

Remember that each light between sunrise and sunset is worth dying for at least once.

It was nice to have, and when the sun was out, it was even better. My wife really enjoyed just jumping it and getting a tan at the same time too.

Keep your faith in all beautiful things; in the sun when it is hidden, in the Spring when it is gone.