Not everything is worth describing by itself
Either the past or the future must come into play
For the thing to take a new form
And the time will tell what it means better
Things are born tough, it is the beginning
Others are born fragile, it is the beginning too
Endings are on the way, near or far
Awaits for the challenge to step next level
In nook and cranny of all the journey of life
It shall come but it’s not just ending
Endings are the new season flowers of spring
The fruits are yet to come
But remember, tough or fragile it can be
And the things are never going to end completely
Things are not meant to end completely
Endings bring new life, yet in two forms
Endings are not equivalent to death
As some might think, though death is one form
Until the last breath, things can end and come again
Endings give hopes
Endings create beginnings
Endings are awesome for they shall open new world
