The setting sun kisses the Tennessee hillside, goodnight, bids us sleep
tight and know that God keeps the Night Watch over us all, in Peace
and Rest.
The ending of a good day,
is better than fame, fortune and a new John Deere tractor. It don't
make you feel famous, you can't spend it and it ain't something you can
plow with, but it sure makes your old bones feel nice, when you lay
yourself down in the feather bed, alongside someone you love, knowing
that all is well in your little part of the world.
Stan
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