Victoria, somehow I don't think so. I don't think endings are ever imagined when one begins.
Wonderful Victoria!! I love questions that cannot be answered.
Always love this little poems with big ideas!
I would call it an irony. The vague metaphors of life leave us wondering all the more, what is all this around us, when did it begin, when will it end? Your short and crisp poetry leaves big holes in my head. Have a nice weekend. :)
Victoria,Oh such a clever piece of writing. Sometimes I wish I knew the answers to those questions too!!!Eileen
Mind-boggling poetry, Victoria! Now I have something else to think about when I can't sleep at night.
Somehow I don't think things are so perfectly ordered; I certainly don't at this stage of life. This poem has me thinking.
I have no idea if you read your comments, but I'm an English teacher in Texas, and I would like to use this in my class. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you don't want this (or if you want to provide a last name, commentary or hear how it went, etc.)Very nice work.Tucker