Nothing More To Say
I've nothing more to say
I think I've said it all
I'm out of thoughts and clever rhymes
no words I can recall
I've covered every season
of life and in the earth
I've written about love and loss
and death and even birth
I think I brought you laughter
I know I drew some tears
I've done the very best I could
recounting all the years
So is there any reason
to write another line?
Will you even take a look
or shall you just decline?
All the best is written
All the rest is done
I'm much too weary to repeat
a race already run
A hundred years from now
will my poetry be read?
Will it survive the centuries
long after I am dead?
It's not for me to know
nor do I really care
I put my words down line by line
for dreamers everywhere
I've nothing more to say
I shall not even try
and with these last few sentences
I bid you all goodbye
Copyright © Michael Wise | Year Posted 2019
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