The End…
The curtain falls…
Silence for a moment,
And then applause.
A feeling of sadness mixed with satisfaction.
Momentary awe,
Then back to reality, real life.
Moving on,
Going separate ways,
A short, shared experience;
A multitude of differing paths may never converge again.
beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog and leaving a comment. I liked this poem. We tend to take it for granted, the experience of being part of an audience.
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming to visit me... happy birthday (ahead of time) and... I am sorry about your daddy... no matter how it ends, it's always hard...
ReplyDeleteBlessings to you and your family...
oh, and a lovely poem...:)
beautiful lines...
ReplyDeleteevocative poem! I love the line "a multitude of differing paths may never converge again".
ReplyDeletegreat poem - I love it!
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