Path of Light
The sun is going to bed, but I don’t want it to leave
There still so much to see, to do and still believe
I reach out gently to hold it, trying to make it stay
But it looks back at me, smiling, it must be on its way
Its warmth begins to leave us, leaving us with a chill
As I watch its path carry it behind the darkened hill.
The darkness envelopes us, as the light is now gone
I find myself now tired and stifling a coming yawn.
I leave the darkness behind me in hope of a new morn
When the light returns again in a new day to be born.
Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.
Today’s prompt: catch the sunlight
I remind you always of the value of kindness. It may be the one things that make a persons day.