The day was busy, running wild,
With so much to be done,But I had finished, exhausted,
By setting of the sun.
Then, as I settled down to rest
Beneath a purpled sky,
A harbinger of peaceful dreams
Happened to catch my eye.
The moon had risen in the dusk
To sweep the sky with light
And turn my weariness into
A quiet, peaceful night.
Thank You, Lord, for a day of hard work that lead to a gentle night.
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