I do not know
What my life has in store
But tonight is beautiful
I need nothing more
The cricket sings
The soft breeze sighs
Beneath the sheen
Of starlit skies
The air is smooth
As summer wine
No whisper moves
The stalwart pine
And now the cricket
Choirs cease
Enthralled perhaps
By perfect peace
I do not know
What comes tomorrow
But tonight is beautiful
I will not borrow
The shadow of
The great unknown
Tonight is beautiful
God on His throne
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Janet Martin
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