Night And Day Sashay Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

The night is near across the street, can
You see it peak?
It's watching from behind DUSK.
It appears as though it's here.
It must be retracing its steps to be
Sure it measured correctly.

The sun is right I hear it proclaim
HURRAH from behind the bay.
It celebrates a horizon smile.
The sun has resigned onto the
Shoulders of a fresh SATURDAY.

WHERE it helps laughter find a face.
A giggling, a chuckling, smile.
A magical relay, a pleasant stay.
It is fiercely a FLAMBOYANT SUNSET.

As it prepares a colorful goodbye.
Now, the sun practices its loyal
Bow performs a acute SALUTE.
Night is now graceful and coy and
Sneaky watching for its exit cue.

That is what it happily contributes
With its stars and moon in
Company and a glow and sway of the sea
so strong Who can compete
With its choreographed sashay?