Acceptance is part of the endurance, an everlasting wanderlust
Where fields of joy cease to exist but listen to bliss
Retract emotions so they can never revert or deter back to the beginning
Pain may occur, stained lives will prefer to conjure closure
Oh, hope, elope with promoting precedence
Parting ways is less than an ounce for feeble minded people
Stand on one side of the room while the soon-to-be-gone looms
Accepting is the hardest part but the battle was well fought
Reach the end and the beginning will truly begin
This is part one of a three part series of poems. Each one detailing something different that is happening right now.
I hope you enjoy!