A New Day
by Steve L Reichard
Sunday, November 24, 2002
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The clouds roll by as the sun begins to set.
The winds blow slightly as the children fret.
Daylights almost gone and soon it will be dark.
As the neighborhood dogs begin to bark.
This day is almost gone.
But don't be sad.
For another one rests beyond the horizon.
So you won't get mad.