When evening comes
all the golden memories of a day
shed their lights like fallen leaves
and autumn fruits appear on naked branches
Apple trees bear apples
Peach trees bear peaches
We cannot change this simple law of mother nature
We reap what we planted and worked for
When the evening comes
Cool breeze will invite us to dinner tables
with loving families waiting for us
welcoming us with smiles and stories to tell
Tears will turned into winds
all the hatred will disappear into sunset
Conflicts and greed will become candle lights for dinner tables
We will share one meal together as one family of the Father
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