The Process Poem by Catherine Malchak

The Process

Rating: 5.0


There's a beginning.
We meet.
We talk.
We laugh.
We love.

There's an ending.
We are silent.
We cry.
We hate.
We leave.

We forget there ever was a beginning.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The ever elusive attempt to find the one. At least from the mind of a young person such as I was when I wrote this poem. It is one poem from my book 'Married Too Young' I hope you enjoy it.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marcus Mckinley 26 August 2013

very succinct and to the point. well done

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Dave Walker 26 August 2013

So true, it's only when we are older we can look back with a more even perspective. A great poem.

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