Let not the sun, go down on today,
hear my prayer Lord, hear my Prayer.
For tonight the shadows will come
and all that is mine will be gone.
Let not the falling shadows trace,
a pattern on her ashen face
And on her quiet shallow breath,
a sigh of life and coming death.
Let not the sun, go down on today,
hear my prayer Lord, hear my Prayer.
For tonight the shadows will come
and all that is mine will be gone.
very effective and well written, reads like a classical poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a flowing and pleading poem Laurie. It is beautifully written and crafted. 10 Karin Anderson