Sunset
After a long hot summer's day
I sat and watched the sun set.
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 it 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 it was through and snuff itOut like a forgotten candle.
Life is full of uncertainties.
The best we can do is live or lives
Step by step, minute by minute
And pray for rain.
Josette Key 2007
Copyright © Josette Key | Year Posted 2007
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