End of the Line
Just around the bend is the end of the line
Its there if you look for the neon sign
It's flashing in bright translucent white
Hung like a masterpiece against blackened night
Streaming, gleaming polished stars so bright
Did you know even the French horn must be drained of spit
Let it go before you reach the end of your rope
Birds sing in symphony when you awake with hope
Crickets lullaby when your eyes tire, open ears a bit & sit
Wring the rain right out of the atmosphere
Share your boisterous laughter here and there
Do it now as surely we are all aware
Just around the bend is the end of the line
and that our gravity lives will come to cease
When hopefully we meet the true master of peace
12/7/2017
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