Done Poem by Phil Soar

When the picture is no longer oil and canvas
When the photographs are lacking black and white
When the world views everything as something evil
Maybe, it's time to leave and all take flight

When the obstacles for success are too many
When the sight of failure fills us all with dread
When the hurt and pain in everyday is spreading
Maybe it's just on reflections of the life we led

When you feel that you have touched all those you think you can
When the distance between good and bad has gone
When the subject of your daily trials is lost in time
Maybe that is the time you know you're done.