Russell G. Robison

SUNSETS

Towards the sunset lies the journey
From the first dawn that we know
As each one is granted passage
Knowing not how far we go

Some get a lengthy road to walk
For some too brief and bare
I learned so long ago that life
So often isn’t fair

From that morning of first rising
Till the final setting sun
I still try to do Him honor
In this race that I must run

I know I made a mess of things
Got lost along the way
Still headed for that sunset
Knowing there is hell to pay