Looking towards the sun - a solar eclipse

After inhaling the Moon Pies and donning

my snazzy eclipse glasses,

both compliments of my employer,

I gazed up at the sun,

first a small bite at the edge missing,

then sucessively larger dark bites

until only a thin crescent of sun was visible.

the crows did caw in the diminished light

(or perhaps they always do)

in the last hour, the crooked smile of the crescent 

rotated counterclockwise until it finally

opened to a wide grin and the sun reappeared

as round and bright as ever.

Afterwards, we wandered back to our offices

with stiff necks, eclipse glasses in hand,

perhaps wondering if we should have gone

to Wyoming to see the full eclipse.

Maybe next time.