The Other Side Of The Earth Poem by Paul Reed

The sombre time when daylight starts to fade
When the day has outworn its uplifting parade
And the high-pitched songs of the raucous morning
Have slipped fron the embrace of the hopeful dawning

How can the other side of the earth still have day?
When ours has so surely dribbled away
How can our joyful hours have taken flight?
And be mere shadows when so recently bright

How can others be lifting their heads?
From the sun-drenched pillows of their beds
And be yet to entwine with the midday bloom
Whilst we are submerged in foreboding and gloom

Give me an earth wrapped around in glorious sun!
Where the course of the day can never be run
When the darkness can no longer make us forlorn
Where the ending of the precious day is forsworn