Passing The Torch

When day falls down
With setting sun,
Look back, look back,
What have we done?
The torch was passed
To you and I;
"Don't falter now!"
We hear their cry,
"Be not afraid,
Stand straight and tall,
And do not heed
The tempter's call
To turn your back,
To walk away,
Or put off for
Another day,
The work that waits,
That pulls your heart,
And hopes that you
Will do your part"

To each of us
A bit of light
Is given as a seed,
It glows and grows
With every gift
We give to one in need;

The torch is ours
To hold on high,
Let's spread its light
Across the sky!
  Edie Batstone