In The End

The central theme was growing cold

White lightning searching for a new home

Trees shiver and they moan

Their time on land is on loan

Better people should have known

In silence they still groan

The seeds have been sown

Those with eyes have to be shown

That life is good and time has flown

There is nothing that they own

Unless they are quite bold

Moss isn’t only on trees

You can’t do what you please

Life is but a good tease

We live beyond our means

Reaching for more it always seems

But 

In the end

There is only

Our life to live

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by Bill Ferguson

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