Sunset Poem (Eli Jenkin’s Prayer)

by Dylan Thomas

from Under Milk Wood

Every morning when I wake,

Dear Lord a little prayer I make,

O please to keep a loving eye,

On all poor creatures born to die.

And every evening at sundown

I ask a blessing on the town,

For whether we last the night or no

I’m sure is always touch-and-go.

We are not wholly bad or good

Who live our lives under Milk Wood,

And Thou, I know, wilt be the first

To see our best side not our worst.

O let us see another day!

Bless us all this night, I pray,

And to the sun we all will bow

And say, goodbye – but just for now.

For Gwyneth and Christine

Published by Robin

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