Words for the end of the day

Poem by Richard Devereux

Before sleep can sweep your face with its cloak,
cradle in your heart the passing day:
re-run all you did, with whom you spoke:
what memories to take away, what lessons learnt?

Those you love, go round them, each in turn,
friends too and some you know less well,
share, at one remove, their joys and concerns.
and try to understand how others are.

Who do you know who’s dying, ill or bereaved?
call them to mind, by name, and then commend
them to the care of God. If you have no god, send
your strongest pulse of hope to ease their load.

Good and bad, happy and sad, to the great unknown
populace of this our planet earth,
hold out the warm and tender hand of your own
humanity. Quietly send your love to the world.

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