Billy Loving


Sunset Of Life - Poem by Billy Loving

A bright orange sky
As daylight starts to die
Behind the mountains sinking low
So soon to lose it's warming glow

Like our days spent on earth
Time, can you tell me what it's worth
No dollar figure can be given
So short the life we're living

A baby soon to be an old man
All part of the Maker's master plan
The cradle becomes a grave
As we live our lives, our Maker's humble slave

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Couplet


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 23, 2015



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