This Is Not The End Poem by James McLain
This Is Not The End
Somewhere deep inside where lost the
Feelings hide
I found a way to look again at life
A new born child.
Innocent and pure as people reach to
Touch the sky
And it's all changed as if the cover of
A book can say it all.
This is not the end as feelings can still grow
Beginning with each page that's turned
The love begins to flow as love has never flowed
Before
And if it's felt again it's not the end.
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5/3/2024 11:54:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As one turns pages of a book, it is magical to watch a whole world springing to life around the thread of a story. The thread is fragile, but it grows strong with help from hope and imagination. The power to do this originates in a child's mind.