Before the Day Turned Into Night
Before the day turned into night,
the sun was shining big and bright.
It was indeed a wondrous sight
that filled my heart with such delight.
In afternoon there came a breeze
which fluttered leaves upon the trees.
My strands of hair it liked to tease,
but in the heat I felt at ease.
Before long, twilight time had come.
The sky turned rose, and then to plum.
Enchanted by it I’d become.
Such beauty – where does it come from?
The easy answer? From above
comes beauty from our God of love.
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