Days gifts, Nights rest




Silently the night slips ever closer to the break of day
sunrise and the school children begin to run about
Worries and troubles falling like rain are here to stay
ever returning like beautiful rainbow trout

A lazy day fishing in the shade by a favorite stream
ease and comfort that brings smiles galore
So great almost seems a wonderful dream
bless me, bless me with so much more

Each week brings its many joys and sorrows
hard times spring about like a midday frog
Yet I yearn for ten thousand more tomorrows
floating down swift river like a newly fallen log..........--Tyr