Final Act Poem by Barry Middleton

all life is like a play
each act is for a term
each scene constructs a tale
the seasons will affirm

so life must move aside
to make the room for spring
the elders laid to rest
so youth may take to wing

each man will have a turn
so do not grieve the years
for there is grief in life
but death concedes its tears

and life is but a script
so treasure every page
for soon the curtain falls
and all must leave the stage