A Happy Ending Poem by RIC BASTASA

i cannot always be a new
broom that must sweep well
your old floors

please take note of this

i cannot always be your new
broom that must sweep well
your garbage floors

please take note of this

time will make me an old broom
and you my dirty and old floor
overladen with scratch papers and
pens with dried inks and litters
and crumpled newspapers and torn
fashion pages scattered on your rough
floors,

time makes me a old, dirty broom
and now, ruined and stained, we shall
stay together, we now belong to each
other

please take note of this happy ending.