How lonely is the sun at dawn?
With the shadows long, looking down.
It’s the way they linger that fascinates,
In this game, it helps to procrastinate.
Why do we hate the high noon?
It reminds me of those gone too soon.
Its like the shadow goes before you blink,
Probably why we don’t look up, I think.
What makes the sun look behind?
I fear leaving shadows in my mind,
Wishing it didn’t have to end,
That’s the message it sends.
When it comes to the night light,
I want more, like you in my sight.
But I can’t help it that you’re far,
So I’ll lay here counting stars.