Ode to the sun

OH sun, how do I miss thee, let me count the ways,
I miss thee in the morning, while I'm at my desk regressing,
I miss thee at the lunchtime, when the cafeteria is loud,
I miss thee mostly in the evenings, when I'm back in the room of no windows,
I miss thee because my job is to stay indoows while you are out.

Missing the sun, and rain, and all things that are natural.
From my dark manufactured office where I spend 14 hours a day.
Peace-
T