315 Thoughts at midnight

Posted on February 19, 2016 by Ken Greenman

When we see no end to the diminishment,
the final scene stretching on and on,
for what else are we forgiven to pray,
than for strength to manufacture a conclusion,
a self-inflicted period to end our sentence.
The punctuation of termination requires neither
comma, exclaimation point, nor question mark.
For all else, after, is boon.
Even the fading memory of moon.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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