Day's End Poem by George Hunter

The sun was lowering in the west
Time had come to take my rest
From the long day's struggles
This time of day I think is best.

In my easy chair I closed my eyes
And saw her dancing in the skies
She was taken much too soon
Now I'm the one who cries.

I really wish I could conceive
Of a way to make myself believe
That this isn't all there is
But I can't myself deceive.

This was our one chance on earth
To make our lives a thing of worth
Some things are not meant to be
And end in sadness instead of mirth.