The Finish Line (hour 21, prompt 21)


The night’s dragging on forever
And yet time is flying by
Dripping poetry in our wake
As we pen words with a sigh
24 poems in 24 hours
A creative’s crazy dream
Push your talent to its limit
Like a seamstress’ outer seam
Now 21 hours in
I can see the finish line
It’s been fun, it’s been real
And soon sleep will be mine.
~Mandy Kocsis©2020~

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