The Earth revolves through night and day
Dawn, dusk , midnight and noon
We shoehorn much in waking hours
It's over all too soon

I stretch my love of friends no end
An arm right round our sphere
virtual ? no, but cyber
Chat
Keeps them in touch and dear!

A picture on my network sits
4D will have to wait
Whilst words and minds rehearse and play
Their world I contemplate

I look at time and how it
works
It's difference round the world
I guess there is no other choice
Our planet's always twirled

I wouldn't wish an endless day.
The sun always in sight
And never ever would I want them In eternal night!

But I do dream, when type stops short
With these good friends of mine
That we could shape our 24
And fashion our own time !