The bright sunny day, fades away in the west;
Slowly it dims, until only darkness is left.
We keep ourselves busy throughout the day,
When night finally comes, we sleep right away.
Right as the sun reaches the horizon so low,
Gold fills the sky, with a crimson-orange glow.
Every eye can see this painting in the sky,
No matter how far, we see the canvas light.
As you lay your head down, to rest tonight,
think about the times, think about our life.
The worries of today bring stress to tomorrow;
God lifts the burdens if we give Him our sorrow.
For right when we think the light is all gone,
A brilliant, gold glow, suddenly comes on!
At last we rest, so peacefully tonight;
content with today, and tomorrow looking bright.