As This Time Comes to an End
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Poetry
As this time comes to an end
I wonder which way the next will bend
The earth and moon will do their thing
I’ll embrace everything
Sit in the sun to relax and renew
Never in a church on a pew
Have a beer by the river
And look after my liver
Swing in the wind to hear my calling
I love it when it’s roaring
Listen to the leaves blowing around
You know, that rustling sound
Dance in the rain
To wash my pain
Frolic in the snow
Like no one you know
Watch the plants come back alive
And see the animals thrive
Once more we go round the sun
C’mon let’s have some fun
As this time comes to an end
I wonder which way the next will bend
The earth and moon will do their thing
I’ll embrace everything
Sit in the sun to relax and renew
Never in a church on a pew
Have a beer by the river
And look after my liver
Swing in the wind to hear my calling
I love it when it’s roaring
Listen to the leaves blowing around
You know, that rustling sound
Dance in the rain
To wash my pain
Frolic in the snow
Like no one you know
Watch the plants come back alive
And see the animals thrive
Once more we go round the sun
C’mon let’s have some fun
Date Published
June 10, 2026
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