A Glimpse of Paradise
And by the light of early morn
On high another day is born
And of this day we know so well
To see its end no one can tell
But still we rise to greet the dawn
The briefest glimpse and then it's gone
And by the crimson setting sun
A wisp of smoke and then it's done
And with the fading of the light
We bask beneath oh blessed night
A billion stars so fine to see
In paradise my dreams will be
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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