At Sunset
My life I sometimes liken to a rising sun,
Once bright and new,both being as one.
Then came days that just whispered by,
Causing me to question, not knowing why?
After time pursuing rainbows was spent,
The sun just kept rising and on life went.
Enduring mid-day heat after giving my best,
I'll face final sunset and appointed rest.*
* Hebrews 9:27 KJV
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2012
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