Monday, April 2, 2012


The evening sun so softly shines
No more in glaring noonday heat;
‘Twill soon go down beyond our view
Its journey done, its work complete.

When day is done and dusk descends
Some creatures seek their homes to lay;
When night is here and darkness reigns
Elsewhere begins the reign of day.

It’s now the evening of my life,
Which soon may close in darkest night;
And then will break the sweetest dawn,
That turns to day forever bright.