SUNSET
As you and I stroll hand in hand, dear,
We spy the setting sun.
Our years together are like the hours of the day,
So few lived so quickly.
The sun of our life and love is sinking to the horizon.
Hold me close and keep me warm.
I fear the night.
© 2004 Karen Rice
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