Thursday, September 25, 2008

END

Endings are things
we hate to see come
They discontinue everything
and they spoil good fun

They ruin a relationship
without regard for time
And then new friends
one must find

They cut off ones happiness
and there’s no need for that
They put a halt to living
and that’s a fact

But if that disgusting word
one could throw away
There would be an end to endings
yes this very day

Regretfully
The End

1 comment:

Overcomer said...

Wow, does this describe my life. I feel this poem. Glad to know you are doing well and letting your gift flow and sharing it with the world. Many blessings.

Varonda