At The End

At the end

They all disappeared

Into the night,

In different directions

All shrinking

From sight,

Like a poem

That you’ve finished

And pinned

To the wall,

It’s done it’s completed,

Just lines

To recall.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Falling” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

7:57 PM November 25, 2012

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