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Poem from Mom, The Ending

February 17, 2009

The Ending

it is not the beginning
that holds the fascination
it is the ending
the beginning is over quickly
and sputters like a car
that won’t start
the end is always there
waiting
we spend our time
walking on the water
slowly sinking
peeking to see
the next beginning
of the ending

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