At Last

So here we are at the final page of this pad

The very last clean, blank white slate

The place where the last note is laid to rest

A final refuge to dream and create

The very last page asks that I look to the fore

What had I wrought and wrote here over time?

Were pages spent or wasted? Did they live well to the end?

Do they contain worthy content for someone to find?

The next pad may well start this cycle anew

Or maybe a different pursuit will take form

Either way I will write as I feel

Because to me, this is now the norm