To The Sun
There’s nothing new under the sunIt isn’t true
there’s nothing new
under you.
There’s every baby ever born,
Each night is new, and every dawn.
There’s music someone wrote today,
and someone’s making brand new hay
under you.
This poem wasn’t here before,
and somewhere someone’s writing more
Everywhere we look we see
new creations come to be
under you.
And that is true.
there’s nothing new
under you.
There’s every baby ever born,
Each night is new, and every dawn.
There’s music someone wrote today,
and someone’s making brand new hay
under you.
This poem wasn’t here before,
and somewhere someone’s writing more
Everywhere we look we see
new creations come to be
under you.
And that is true.
This poem is copyright (©) Kate ONeil 2024
About the Writer
Kate ONeil
Kate O’Neil lives in the Illawarra region of NSW and writes poetry for children and adults. Her poems appear in magazines such as The NSW School Magazine and The Caterpillar, and anthologies by Roger McGough, Roger Stevens, Matt Goodfellow, Mandy Coe and The Emma Press. In 2018 her ‘Cool Poems: the Kate O’Neil Reciter’, was published by Triple D Books Wagga Wagga.