As each day comes to an end

In slumber we lose connection

One thing remains in thought and mind

Is the beauty of God's sweet reflection.

Regardless of what each of us believe

I think one thing is sure

We are more aware of our surroundings

Then any other time before.

Reflect on the miracle of the sky so high

The ocean blue and deep

The sun, the moon the sparkling stars

New friends each day we meet.

And as the day comes to an end

The sun sinks softly away

We reflect on tomorrow

The beginning of a brand new day.

Good Night Sweet Reflections

Ginny Bryant©

Journey Of Love

NOTE: Ginny's poetry is Copyright through
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