End of a Chapter

She looks all around,
To find nothing is found.
So, how did it come to be,
That finally she
Should look alas,
Upon the unshattered glass.
She reaches her hand,
Adorned by a single band,
And grasps at the neck,
And thinks of it ‘heck!’
And down the contents in one go.
She could finally let go of her beau.
The end of a chapter,
She feels so enraptured,
Life could continue just so.

©2021 Poppy B. Humble