DAY AND NIGHT

I like to watch the skyline
See the sun dip, Day merge with Night
The line of divide indistinct;
At dawn darkness dissipates
Pushed to the brinks by Day’s light.
 
I like to pretend Day is Night
Reverse their roles for a season
Focus the light on secret businesses
And scramble the times
For sleeping and schooling.
 
I like to imagine Day rules
Night, conquered, shows up no longer
But then, there will be only one day
No months or years to count
No dreams. No birthdays. No Christmases.
 
I like to picture Day and Night as friends
Hand in hand, showing up together
But will they ever see eye to eye?
They appear too busy, day and night
To notice each other’s needs.