Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

The Setting Sun

The setting sun is getting low
Soon it will be time for me to go
It's time for me to leave this fight
And travel to God's majestic light

I've run my race and did my best
Now is the time for a well earned rest
The time has come for me to leave 
Be happy for me and do not grieve

Sit with me and hold my hand
As I travel off to that distant land
The angels are here to carry me
Over the river to my destiny

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Line Gauthier January 29, 2019 at 9:59 PM A beauty, Timothy. A definite FAVE for me. Timothy Mcguire January 29, 2019 at 10:57 PM Thank you so much Miss Line!

Lindsay Laurie January 29, 2019 at 9:53 PM G'day Timothy … the sun will set on us all Timothy. There is no escape. I guess it's how we approach it if we can I guess - thank you Timothy - Lindsay Timothy Mcguire January 29, 2019 at 10:58 PM Thanks Lindsay for the wise words

P.S. Awtry January 29, 2019 at 5:29 PM Oh, this has the feel of the old hymns. Heaven has so many of my favorite people...and it's more real to me every day. Beautiful write, Timothy :) Timothy Mcguire January 29, 2019 at 7:15 PM Thank you P.S. I know quite a few up there too.

Tom Cunningham January 29, 2019 at 12:35 PM Lovely verse Timothy with a tinge of sadness. Tom. Timothy Mcguire January 29, 2019 at 3:54 PM Thank you Tom