It will end

As all things do.

Your favorite song

And story, too.

The blessed sun

Of spring and summer

Gives way to cold,

Deep and blue.

It will end

As all things do.

Every shining star

That crowns the sky

All meetings with

Loved ones and friends,

Must take their close

With soft goodbye.

It will end

As all things do.

Each nightmare and

Each sorrow.

Though pain may stay,

It passes through.

It, too, shall end

As all things do.