Squinting through plastic lenses to see the sun before it goes –
Light-weight cardboard glasses perched atop my nose,
We all tilt our gazes towards the sky,
I want to see the day turn to night.
The moon closes in, as if to shut the sun’s eyes.
The sky falls asleep – momentarily – goodbye.
Our white orb forever fixed in its sphere –
So this is what it would be like if it were not here.
A reminder that we take for granted endless dusk and dawn.
But have we forgotten? It’s the stars that have been long gone.
--L.T.
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