Tether – a song

So, there I was

at the end of my tether

looking backwards

no more forwards

and not concerned about

the weather.

.

Now it may rain

or the Sun might shine,

the skies become the colour

of elderberry wine;

but, I don’t care

what is up there,

I’ve reached the end of the line …

the end of my tether.

.

And at the very end

I’ll turn to you, my friend,

as you watch me cry,

and I’ll say ‘Goodbye.’

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