"All things end." Rolls arrogantly
off your lips.
I know. Reply yes.
But silently think....
"All things do not have the same ending."
I'll ponder the end of a day
when the moon chases the sun from its' sky.
Some will find rest at the end of that day
while others will find restlessness.
Yes, days end, but the end is not
the same for all.
My mind will drift to the end of innocence.
For some this will be a welcomed
end.
But what about innocence stolen
by the perverted desires of a
trusted love one?
What will that ending bring?
Then there is the end of life.
Maybe it is a life lived full with
Love, loss, and laughter
and the remembrance
of time shared gently caresses the
salt stained cheeks of the ones left behind.
Now see a young girl watching
her mother drift into the grave
as the child's dead brother is buried.
A young child's life
cut short
and a mother's heart broken
leaving behind an empty shell.
The end of life.
The end of a Mother's presence.
The end of a family as once known.
Endings with impact
felt yet not revealed for years to come.
Then there are the endings
Without beginnings.
The dream of loving fully and being loved
unfulfilled, incomplete.
And desires for a forbidden love
only fulfilled through fantasy
Until one day
reality steals the dream
and another ending comes to pass.
So be careful when you say,
"All things end."
For all things do not
have the same ending.