A Poem A Day #293

The First Ink Mark

I am the Castaway.
I am the Solitude at Dawn.
I am the Forever Star
Alone in the sky.
I am the last Leaf to fall.
I am the last Day of autumn.
I am the first snowflake
And the first spring flower.
I am the first board nailed
As the bridge goes up.
I am the last stitch sewn
In the Forever Quilt.
I make the first ink mark
In the Ancient Tale,
And I am the words,
“The End.”

By Catherine Joy

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