It is day in the night,
When the lights are kicked on,
On a hope filled night.

Ropes are pulled,
And pieces are moved,
Before the actors begin to prove,
That they are someone else to you.

The play flows effortlessly,
From scene to scene,
While the crew jostles,
To make it look good to you.

As the play starts to wind down,
The day starts to die,
As the lights slowly start to dim,
As the curtain closes,
On this glorious day.