Days of Equator

At dawn from the east the sun does rise
High up to the zenith it ascends
At eventide to the west it sets
A long day at work it spends

From the eastern horizon it will emerge
Warmly, brightly, it reappears
Through the skies it cuts a different path
Each passing month of the year

In months of March and September
As equinox passes by
The zenith of the sun is overhead
At noon of the day time sky

During the season of summer solstice
In the cheerful month of June
The rising sun is only part of the way
Up the northern sky at noon

As the year draws to a close in December
The winter solstice returns
With heartening cheer, mid-day sun smiles
From the southern sky it burns

Such are the Days of Equator
Their shadows at varying angles cast
Shifting situation ever so slightly
From the first day to the last.

The Days of Equator
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