When That Day Comes

August 12, 2011
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Though are days were numbered,
Ere we had reason to count them,
Count them indeed we do
Dreading the day that will come

As all days do
By rise of the sun
And set of the moon
And spin of the Earth

Spinning and spinning
And counting and counting
Months, weeks, days, hours,
Minutes and seconds

Dashing past, faster always
Than our combined hearts beating
The sunniest days of our lives
Yet always overhead the shadow

That day, silent and hidden for now
Longing, dreaming, hoping, praying,
Praying for the strength to do right
When that day comes.

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