Cactus' sun

Cactus held a jar tightly

With his face full of glee

He couldn’t flee

Or hide his passion

Today he was on a mission

To catch the sun

Cactus drifted out far in thought

Will the big jar be enough?

He measured the jar

Opening and closing the lid

Fogging the inside

Cleaning it squeaky clean

Humming “my sun”

Cactus was running late

Cactus needed to get there

Where the sky opened up

Where the golden rays…

Those blissful rays….

Didn’t last that long

He held his jar up

With bated breath

Waiting……