Days like these
          When you haven't the time
          to notice the sun.
          And you haven't the breath
          for the sun to notice you.
Days like these
          When you've missed the mellowing,
          orange of the sky.  
          And you've missed the gentle
          wisp and pop
          as gloom's breath quells its flame.
Days like these
          you have yet to miss.
          Yet, the sun
          again
          will
          set.