Time

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Pray, tell me,

What time is it now?

Asked the Sun,

With a mild yawn,

Is it the moment of dawn?

It's 4 o' clock Sir,

Replied the Moon,

Sadly aware,

He had to depart soon.

Aah, am not too late today,

Even though it's Sunday,

The Sun said with eyes shut,

I wish I had slept a bit more, but ...

Last night's party had taken its toll,

Drinks and more drinks, energized his soul,

Drowsiness grasped him soon after,

He would have taken a leave, had he got a work partner.

The Moon heard the Sun's thought,

He could get overtime point, if he managed the plot,

You don't worry Sir, sleep some more,

I will work extra, and guard the door.

The Sun slipped back in its peaceful retreat,

The Moon stood its ground, with determination and grit.

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The sky still dark,

Not in sight a flying lark,

The Moon standing before the Sun,

Working his heart out, proud of what he had done,

The Sun was happy, a pact they did fix,

That marked the beginning of the Solar Eclipse.

This Poem is shared with Creative Every Day and the Prompt is Time.