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
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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1 comment:
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
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