For everything 
there must come a last.



A last minute
A last hour
A last month, day, rye
A last drink, a last coke
A last tequila, scotch or beer
A last love, a last heart
A last kiss, hug or rage
Or even the last word
Written on a page



But the worst last thing
is your last breath
Because what is sure to follow
Will surely be your Death.



 In Memory
 of
 Michelle Nutting 
1990 - 2005



© Michelle Nutting