The End is Bittersweet

The end is near, I feel it in my bones,

As the journey comes to a close,

The memories of the past flood my mind,

As I reflect on what was left behind.

The end is bittersweet, a mix of joy and pain,

As I say goodbye to what was gained,

But I hold on to the lessons learned,

And the memories that forever burned.

The end marks a new beginning,

A chance to start afresh, to keep on winning,

For life is a cycle, a constant change,

And with each ending, a new chapter arranged.

The end is not the finality we fear,

For it's a chance to wipe away the tear,

And embrace the new beginnings in sight,

As we move forward with all our might.

So let the end come, and let it be,

For it's a part of life's great journey,

And with each end, a new path unfolds,

Full of promise, wonder, and gold.