Day's End

Sunshine fades in the distance,

No longer does it warm my face,

Shadows in my mind disappear,

As darkness takes their place.

A cool Spring breeze comes to me,

As I search a million points of light,

Looking for that special star,

To guide me through the night.

A northern star twinkles down,

So far, but yet still so near,

I sigh a sigh of loneliness,

But there's no one near to hear.

My thoughts turn to the future,

And all that it might bring,

Sleep comes so easily tonight,

With a dream to which I'll cling.

Paul Allen Rice