Can I be but an old man who thinks
that the setting sun is not the end.
That there are tomorrows quite bright
With the hope that shines within.
For many a day has gone so fast
That I can only catch today.
And it is in this day of hope
That I rest my weary head.
Not to dodge the outcome
For it was formed before I lay.
As even the bravest soldier
Must rest to face a new day.
comes from a restful mind
..such wisdom in your poem
Lady Vivian
Not to dodge the outcome....it's beautifully and well penned :)
Best wishes...neerja
Ron