Chronicles Revised

Same as Chronicles I but arranged differently, extra words


 To my dismay, the pen he used he laid to rest, stopped writing,

Uncertain of his reasons, I asked then sought to confide him,

Why did you quit so sudden, while on a roll it seemed?

He turned to me a half way grin, and said

I’ve nothing left to say,

I’ve gone you see to and from, the place I’ve not yet been.


                                                                                                                       ~t.m.k. \m/

The End

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