We awake in the store with volumes abound
The day decided by the genre we take down
Oh, how we wish we had time to peruse
As some have happy endings and others leave us confused
Will this story be another left with a dog-eared page?
On the nightstand with the others to finish another day
The stories have all been written while the endings are yet to be told
We turn the pages eager to see what wonderful things will unfold
Some we never expected to take such a twist
What started a happy tale has left us amiss
Do we finish the story, should we muddle through?
Or reach for another and start anew
Adding this to the pile of unfinished books
Whose endings never turned out as good as they looked
S.M.
