// The Final Page//

This is the final page.

It looks just like the first.

Some people think it best,

While others think it worst.

I am one who’s in-between,

A mix of good and bad,

For the final page can make you think

Of all the good times you had.

But it also can remind you

Of all those weary days,

The ones that made you grit your teeth

And write blindly in a haze.

I try to think of all the good,

And all the times we laughed,

Of sneaking off to distant halls

That were badly under-staffed.

I think of you most often;

Your name and face grace every page,

Unseen, but felt and heard,

And never lost with age.

The final page is where it ends,

But the rest is just beginning.

For when that next notebook opens,

The pages will be singing.

// Here we go…//

Okay, cutting down on the re-blogs. I realize I can’t just re-post every little thing I find cute or beautiful or lovely or sad or inspiring because I have very few original posts and I hardly log on anymore because of this. lol >.>

Anyway, yeah, there will be some more “real” posts after this. Wooooo