It used to tilt its axis for every hemisphere
So when it went to track the sun
It didn’t know the stratosphere
It thought the gnomon might be done
But all it had was here
So sorry to the shadow
Only waited for the glow
Because it only chose the shine
The dial never realigned
It all came with civil time
It is more than a metal cast
Just had to redirect
The plate not fragile but made to last
A dial is its worth, not derelict
Or something else to correct
Its thankful for the shadows
And its thankful for the glow
The plate did more than track the shine
The sundial was in align
All it took was a bit of time
H.B. Catherine 