As I sit and watch day turn to night,
The sky turns pink in the evening light.
To bed the sun goes, another day gone,
Giving way to the moon and stars that dawn.
One more day has passed away on this earth,
But tomorrow will come, giving light new birth.
As I sit and ponder what tomorrow may bring,
I am washed in peace and my heart begins to sing.
For I know that each day is a gift from above,
And I plan to fill mine with the things that I love.
Janet K. Cozzens
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