A Picture Poem by Richard Merrell

Sunset brings to us
The closing of each day
It can never be recaptured
The same is of life's way.
For each day is but a picture
If we care to have a look,
To watch and learn a lesson
It's like, a chapter in a book.

For in life some days are suuny
And others filled with rain,
The first when things go good
And cloudy days of pain.
But yet when clouds appear
And life is darkened sky
One thing you must remember
And lift your head up high.

For no matter how dark and stormy
The clouds are in your life,
Remember the Son still shines
Over all the strife.
And so with the setting sun
Another days begins
A new gift from the Lord
A day of better things!

Ecclesiastes 11: 1-6