sunsets come while Earth spins
Sun just flies through space
Earth and Sun have a romance
in progress --
terra firma orbits round
its bright star lover in heavenly ballet
affectionately -- rightly so
without her there would nothing be --
no flowers, wheat, squirrels, bats, sleeping babies, trees, flowing rivers, oceans, sand, tomatoes, fog or clouds, rain, pine needles, sheep or wool for sweaters, cattle, hogs or chickens, certainly no eggs of any kind . . . or leaves changing from green to shades of death colours in the fall