The World Ends – The World Begins
© 2019 by P Michael Biggs
When I was eight,
I wanted a new bike.
I didn’t get it and
my world ended.
When I was nine,
I got a new bike.
My world began anew.
I’ve had so many endings,
and so many beginnings,
and I’ve lived a good life
between those times.
I still get my hopes up
over the smallest of dreams,
and yet,
when that dream ends,
I dream again,
and my world begins again.
What a cycle.
What a life.
It is full of
hopes and dreams,
endings and beginnings.
I love my life.
Originals by P Michael Biggs
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