With Each Rising Sun

At each sunrise

new life begins,

for some life ends,

each sun sets on both

happiness; mourning.

Time moves slowly

when life is young,

as one grows older

the pace hastens,

soon life is gone.

Life is a miracle that

makes us each unique.

A precious gift to be used

wisely, give thanks for

all your sunrises; sunsets.

For some, life's road

is long and smooth.

For some, it's short with

detours along the path.

Life ends in God's hand.

Ralph L. Clark © 1999