AT THE END OF THE DAY
I sat and watched the setting sun saying farewell to the day,
And I wondered just how much service had come my way?
Had I been selfish, stayed safely in my small comfort zone,
Or did I find things to do as through the day I did roam?
Was I wrapped up in my own problems thinking, ‘poor me’
So today others need, pain and sorrow I could never see,
Were my eyes just cast down, not wanting to try and find
A needy soul, a frightened child, thinking I’d be in a bind.
The sun’s rays were vivid red, clouds a delightful pink
Seeming to shine brighter as the sun did finally sink,
I watch until all colour had faded, and night crept in,
I bowed my head in sorrow for I was not free from sin.
Slowly one by one the stars glowed dim in the dusky sky,
The half moon seemed to look down and give me a sigh,
The cool wind seemed to whisper to me, ‘come never fear,
God understands and repentance is always so very near.
I knelt in prayer asked, ‘ what I had done with the day’
And a calming voice filled with love simply did say
‘You did your best and that smile helped a sad heart,
Although it was small, you did do your assigned past.’
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 12 September 2005