Sunny Hours
I only tell of sunny hours...
I,Gnomon,
Sundial yeoman;
Suntanned sentinel
Stand watch,
Shedding tears for unrequited love.
My cooling shadow stalks sun;
Caresses with timely sunscreen
Sweet sundial’s gilt Egyptian face.
Ask me time of day;
“Shadow knows,” I’ll say.
Shadow will not rest
‘Til sun does nest.
Copyright © David Drowley | Year Posted 2019
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