When the evening shadows lengthen,
And the sun has gone to rest,
The wind has stopped its blowing
Gentle breezes from the west.
The bees have stopped their buzzing,
They rest at peace within their hive,
The grass no longer waves back and forth,
 No more rainbows in the sky.
The squirrels are getting all tucked away,
Their acorns are packed up tight.
Won't be long, till winter is here,
And the flowers all say Good-Night.

When the moon comes over the mountain,
And the stars come out one by one,
Again our day's work is over,
With the setting of the sun.
It's time for our reflections,
Looking back on work and play,
To bow our head and close our eyes,
And count our blessings for this day...
Clouds do not stand still.
Trees bloom, then shed their leaves.
Tides come to shore, then retreat.
Night follows day which in turn follows night.
Life is a constant cycle,
Ever changing, yet never changing
And we are a part of it all.
We will be here for a time,
but only until our time is done.
We have only just so much time
to make our mark,
So that we are worth remembering.
We should realize that we
are more important than the clouds, the tides
and the seasons...
We have our place and  play our part
as best we can in life's ever-unfolding story.
Please let me age Lord,
In love and strength and character....
Let me grow in wisdom each day
And be a blessing in some little way.
Have a great day!
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