A poem

Yellow orb dropping from view
so swift yet slowly setting
giving life and death askew
plants need light, people, shade
Yellow orb dropping from view
dusk will come, then the night
yet antipodes have a day renewed
dust bowl Australia, temperate Kiwis
Yellow orb dropping from view
cool air embraces the heat oppressed
refreshing us as we slumber
summers have changed, that’s new
Yellow orb dropping from view
what life would there be with no you
Published in The Lark