Apollo

One day there was a boy playing in the fields with his friends. He stopped for a moment when he caught a glimpse of the sun. He went over and talked with her for a while. After that he played less with his friends and talked to the sun more often. He started talking to her weekly, than daily. He played with her every day and would talk to her until she went down and again when she came back up. He liked her so much that he took some sunshine and folded it into his back pocket.

On dark days he would reach into his pocket and call out to her. When she responded, the clouds would lift and the day became bright. On cold nights he would call out to her again. When she responded, he would feel warm and snug.

It went on and on until one day he became sad. He knew even though he could keep some sunshine in his back pocket, he could never touch the sun herself. Not only because he was worried about being burned, but because she was so far away.

After some thought he realized something. He realized that from a distance, the sun was able to give him so much already. Thanks to her light he grew like a flower. Everyday growing more confident, secure, and strong. Her light helped him see a brighter future when the way was clouded and uncertain. And every time he managed to get close enough to her, he melted.

To this day the boy still watches from a distance appreciating what she has already done for him. However he still day dreams of one day going up and being her Apollo.