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……
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