It’s funny how an ending is never as beautiful as a beginning,
when the credits begin to roll and the farewell music kicks in,
the beginning is full of smiles, laughter and hope
and the ending reeks of charred hope, dashed dreams and inexplicable feelings.
The motors purr as the descent into the earth begins,
a sight to behold as accompanied by tears, wails, curses sometimes,
everybody remembers the beginning and how it was full of life
and here,
the ending that now shuts off with a thud and a crack in your heart.
It actually is not funny that an ending should be beautiful. It would lose all its meaning.