Sunsets

How many more sunsets will I have
As I reach the sunset of my own time?
Will there be plenty more to see,
And memories to make, so sublime?

Can I know what lies ahead?
What path my life must take?
Or will it all be revealed to me,
Through mistakes that I must make?

I love to watch the setting sun,
Orange rays proclaim its glory.
Will my own days end similarly
Or will my life be another story?

I’m not thinking of my own sunset,
For my life is all about living.
I am concerned that, at the end,
My taking is outweighed by my giving.


The joy I find in watching the sunset
Is the same joy that I try to give to others.
But, if I can save a little for me,
Well, that would be my druthers!

There certainly are no guarantees,
In this unpredictable life I live,
I only ask for someone to love,
Because I still have so much love to give.


As I watched the sunset tonight,
My heart was feeling very lonely.
And so I prayed that my Sunset days
Would be with my One and Only.