Prompt: Beginning poem or ending poem
Beginning or Ending
Two sides of the same coin
Always leaving change to spare
I remember the day we met
I was convinced I would
Remain in the ending of your leaving
For the rest of my life
We smiled at each other
Later I told a friend
I met a man
A very nice man
Never thinking
I would see you again
But still a very nice man
Weeks later I did see you
It was then
I thought I will see him again
Funny how sometimes it just seems right
That was seventeen years ago
A blink of an eye
As we measure time
Rolled from the coil
Ribbon of red
Flip of the coin
The day will come
When it all ends
It is inevitable
The end of me
The end of you
The end of all things
But no time for tears
It has been a good run
Filled with kindness
And smiles
That little crinkle
Around your eyes
That end that comes
Will come again
Beginnings and endings
Happen over and over
As long as we are alive
World without end
2 comments:
So poignant, Annell....and so loving. The crinkle around his eyes....I can see it.
Love it Annell, a carefully casual definition of relationship enduring time and whatever dwells between both beginning and end.
Elizabeth
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