The sun rose the other day
through fog and mist and rain
(I didn't see it)

The sun set the other day
amid tangerine and pink and light
(I briefly glanced at it)

The moon was bright the other night
even through the clouds
(I saw it walking home)

I could add that it reminded me
of you
and how I see the light of you
when you're not really there
and how other things shine
just from being around you

but this poem is not about  you
and I don't want you to slip into my stanzas here

******* it