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Endings Are Beginnings | A Poem by Andromeda

The end, when it came, wasn’t catastrophic
No lightning and thunder, no angry howls
No hungry wolves out on prowls
A few drops of sadness skidding down cheeks
Helpless, as an abandoned babe
Betrayed by arms meant to protect
To cherish and nurture, to hold dear
A wound that won’t bleed carries pain
Like an old battle scar, mostly dormant
Yet throbbing to life at indecent times;
Rewind, rewind to a more pleasant clime
Hold hands and dance with partners you find
Endings are beginnings invading life
For ends, when they come, aren’t catastrophic.


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