Coming Days

One day as I went through a field
That grows not far away,
I saw a special loveliness
Just at the end of day.

This was a large and spacious field
With rows of colored blooms,
For they were roses of all kinds
With scents like their perfumes.

And then as I looked out across
This multicolored view,
The sun began to set for it
Had done all it could do.

Then as I watched the orange ball
Depart the western sky,
The beauty of this spectacle
Brought moisture to my eye.

And with the last descending light
These words I had to say,
I'll see you in the morning when
We start a brand new day.

And then I smile a grateful smile
With sun's depleting rays,
With faith to guide a hopeful heart
To meet the coming days.

© James O'Brien
July 2004

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