The Solar Eclipse

Across the sky the Sun could see The Moon approach, with nervous glee A longtime coming, an empirical fact Ninety-Nine years to be exact The Sun stood ready, her corona ablaze Moments away from a stellar phase Not a crescent or harvest or even a full She wondered about gravitational pull Now almost upon her, the Moon had a smile “Hello old friend, It’s been a while. I’m just passing through” His face was blotching “Let’s make it quick, the world is watching” Halfway through his celestial arc A slow approach as the sky went dark He braced himself and pursed his lips And just like that came the solar eclipse!