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When all seems lost, and all hope is gone, all is not really lost because the sun setting, is the hope of another day coming in.

Submitted: October 31, 2017

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Submitted: October 31, 2017



In the silence of my room & in the deliberations of my mind

Do I envisage that Sunset, to some, is beheld in the Day

For as long as it is Day, Sunset has dawned

And so long as Sunset has dawned, is little left to chance

As I  however look into the deep

Do I submit that though Sunset could exist in a Day

Its presence is only the ushering in of another Day

There could not be any  better than Sunset

Though dead to life, is it yet the Revivalist

And end of Day, is it yet the beginning of another

Sunset, you are my inspiration in the now!

You, I will always admire, and be forever mindful of!

As in darkness exist no light, so is your presence!

But let me always quip , with your presence is hope experienced!

Sunset, let tomorrow be mine!


By Stickson Holdabrook Shepherd-Wright

© Copyright 2019 Stickson Holdabrook Shepherd-Wright. All rights reserved.

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