In The Dark Of The Sun Poem by John F. McCullagh

Having heard so much about nightlife,
The Sun was at pains to discover
The mysteries of the nighttime
So she pursued it around like a lover.

But wherever the Sun would go,
She would find the night had just been.
The Sun sighed with frustration
Night had eluded her once again.

“I’m not very good as a Stalker
even though I’m such an early riser.
I’ll never discover my dark side
And I’ll end my days no whit the wiser”



Author’s note: I’m just being whimsical here, so don't get all Copernican on me. I know the Earth Revolves around the Sun and rotates on its axis.