i see the end of my path
the road is on its last bend
the sun is rising on the horizon
my journey is nearly at an end
i have been through my imagination
dug out every story i could
used up my inspiration
like i knew i would
i have taken you join journeys
showed a bit of myself
made you laugh, made you cry
now ...
i can put this book on the shelf
i am a little tired
and it has been a bit of a strain
but the joy of writing
outweighs the pain
so, one last deep breath
and finish this rhyme
put this one to bed
#199
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200 Poems (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)
PoetryA challenge to write 200 poems between November 1 - December 31, 2016. Please support the others who have accepted this challenge. Follow them at #200poemchallenge. (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)