The Last of the Letters -- Z

Anthropomorphic in nature, I stand
The last of the letters, the final brand
My sharp edges, my zigzag form
Distinctive and unique, a letter born

I am not like A, B, or C
I am not as common, as you can see
I am a letter of surprise
A letter that makes you realize

I am the sound of a buzzing bee
The zip of a zipper, wild and free
I am the end of the alphabet
The letter you can never forget

I stand tall with pride, and I shout
I am the letter Z, no doubt
I may be the last, but I am not least
I am the letter that never ceases to feast

Feast on words, and sounds, and songs
A letter that belongs
In every language, every tongue
A letter that's forever young

Anthropomorphic in nature, I may be
But I am more than just a letter, you see
I am the final stroke of a pen
The last word, the end.

:: 02.23.2023 ::
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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