The sun comes up,the sun goes down.
Each day begins without asking,
and ends without apology.

The sun comes up, the sun goes down,
and in between,
my thoughts are with you.

They rise with the morning light,
linger in the quiet of afternoon,
and stretch long into the dusk,
silent,ready,
like the turning of the earth.

Time moves.
Light changes.
But still,
you are the constant
between the coming and going of the day.