’tis setting

sometimes this planet is weird

sometimes ’tis setting

sometimes so sweet

sometimes hard to swallow defeat

but through it all life persists

to give sounds of happiness

be it children laughing

or birds singing

nevertheless each day

changes its dress

’tis setting again

before a mirror

matching your beauty

leaving me blessed

tis setting

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