Sunset
After a long hot summer's day
I sat and watched the sunset.
It seemed as if the air itself
Was hotter than any noon day sun.
The sun looked like a ball of molten fire
As it hung there in the western sky.
It felt as if the sun was setting
On the whole universe.
And as I watched the last few inches of
That great fireball disappear into the horizon
I wondered if the sun would reappear
The next morning.
Or decide that it was through and snuff
Itself out like a forgotten candle.
Life is full of uncertainties.
The best we can do is live our lives
Step by step, minute by minute.
And pray for rain. Josette Davis Key 2011
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