My Friends the Stars

The madman was crying and crying, looking at the night that was coming to an end, and he was asked by some persons trying to make fun of him.

-Why are you crying, madman?

And he said:

-I cry for my friends the stars who are like little suns, poor dears, they are timid. And when the sun comes out in the morning, they leave their home very fast.

But when the sun started to rise in the horizon, that madman, suddenly changed his crying into laughs and said:

-It is not necessary to ask for the reason that I am laughing now. I do because this wonderful sun, once he comes out, very soon he hides again. And I am laughing because when he does, those little suns that cover the infinite sky, return again to their usual place.

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