The setting of our sun
If yesterday has no beginning, and tommorrow never comes
Then today is just a place, where everything is done.

If a child becomes a man, and a man turns into stone
Then the love that that man shared, is dust upon his throne.

We all know what to do. We know what's to be done.
We must love our time today, because tommorrow never comes.

And if love won't build our mountains, then what good is it you say.
Its the love you give yourself, that's the love you give away.

Cause we all know what to do. We all know what to say.
Its our voices that we hear, on each and every day.

And if yesterday doesn't begin, and tommorrow isn't done
We'll find ourselves at last, at the setting of our sun. -jrc-
Friday, January 5, 2007 2:32:37 AM, From: jim, To: Poems