There Will Be A Last Time Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell
There Will Be A Last Time
As the morning sun, rises,
Daylight to us, it brings,
While the early birds, entertain,
With songs, they sing.
The lights on the poles, are off,
At night they illuminated, the street,
Now people are beginning to journey,
To the places, where they meet.
Our cycle, has taken us,
Into another day,
Be thankful, appreciate, each of them,
There will be A last one, that passes your way.
Tom Maxwell©
02/09/2007 AD
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