By the sea
Sunset of Poetic Phrase
Fear not the closing of a day,
the sunset of poetic phrase,
for stars appear to dress the eve.
To God, Iíll always give my praise.
Iím richly blessed and dearly loved,
by all that care to call me friend.
Although quite ill, I still have peace.
Itís in Godís hands that I might mend.
Each day I wake and beauty, seek.
I share the best for all to see.
Come take my hand and watch me smile.
If this be life, then this be me.
Be parent to a hurting child.
Lend of your strength to those that grieve.
Try not to judge, but understand.
So short the stay, then time we leave.
Count all you have, not what you donít.
Weíre very rich in many ways.
Good health, or ill, please donít forget,
to always give the Lord your praise.
This is how Iíve tried live my life
and how I will forevermore.
For in so doing Iíve made friends,
from richest rich, to poorest poor.
Our lives must end, but donít count years,
nor count the months, not fear the night.
Each day share something of yourself.
My sunĎs not set, I still have light.