sun setting on my life
the warmth of the rays
touch my soul
in ways I could never
ever understand.
as I watch the hours
the days pass by
not knowing tomorrow may
yield my last breath.
holding such precious
wonder in my heart
like a newborn child
innocent to the dusk.
anxious for the moments
to slow with each heartbeat
my faith grows like a flower
filling the surroundings
with such sweet aroma.
knowing time is something
i cannot control
or even understand
I can now embrace the night.

dawna - july 2001


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