rather than dreading, welcome endings.
winter thawing into summer— the final
chill hinting at its fleeting departure.
bid the rain farewell, no hard feelings,
for after the most destructive storms,
bloom the prettiest flowers.
a goodbye, spoken or not—it will move on.
whether stopped or not, clouds carry on.
rapid changes, terrifying new beginnings—
it is normal to fear what isn\'t clear.
endings are inevitable, hard to avoid,
though, don\'t let that overshadow joy.
learn to face it— learn to embrace it.
it might have ended, but it had once been,
and that\'s the beauty of it all—
as summer gives in to fall.