The greatest show on Earth <br />(non stop twenty four hours around the world) <br />Begins with a curtain-rise <br />of soft pink cloud <br />and a blare of golden trumpets; <br />The Sun's rebirth <br />we have seen it all before <br />we don't even bother to get out of bed, <br />or, if we're up already, we take heed <br />only to see will it be fine today <br />for our trip to the shore, <br />or the mountains; will it rain <br />for the school picnic, <br />will the races go on <br />or the test match be postponed? <br />And yet, one day, if the <br />sun should not rise, <br />what a loud refrain <br />of despair and horror <br />would run, <br />circling the whole Earth <br />as each place found <br />that today the golden trumpets <br />would not sound, <br />and the show was over! <br />We should think of each day <br />as our last for seeing the sun.<br /><br />Nancy Fotheringham Cato<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daybreak-25/
