Almost at day’s end

my silent friend

speaks volumes in her wake

there is no mistake

the clouds are orange-pink

the Norfolk pine like ink

I am at peace

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I asked the Lord to speak

for I felt weak

a silent speech

He knows how to preach

the blessing from the sky

bid the pain goodbye

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Once again, the sun has set

red hues a silhouette

peace floods over me again

sunsets like a mother hen

bring memories of that hour

fears silenced by His power