When The End Does Come
by Alvin Benatovich - November 4, 1999
© 1999
You display your
Feelings in plain sight.
With words a picture
You try to paint.
With images of
All you have known,
Arranged
Like the chapters of a book.
It has been said that life
Is like walking through a dream
The years fly by,
Past and present memories meld.
When the end finally does come
You will be kept alive forever
In the fond memories
Of your loved ones.