Sun Set

By William P. Darnell Sr. 

Come sit with me, 

and watch the sun set. 

Spend with me the last moments, 

of life this day. 

There is a tear, 

on the cheek of the horizon. 

Life has gotten away,


I have lost something beautiful, 

something God-given. 

And yet, there is a voice I hear, 

saying, tomorrow, tomorrow. 


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