Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When the Sun Sets
When the sun sets I ask the Lord
Did I, today, carry well Your sword
Is there a heart I overlooked
Or casually misunderstood?
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Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
When the sun sets I ask the Lord
Did I, today, carry well Your sword
Is there a heart I overlooked
Or casually misunderstood?