The bend

It started with a spark and ended with a fizzle

Over the course of two years it grew like a drizzle

Devastating it was to reach the harsh end 

but the truth lay just around the bend

Each little drop of oppourtunity rained upon me

Yet I ignored so that I could see

The drips attempt to deter me failed

but I now see my foresight was just veiled

Warned I was to stray away from this path

but all I did was joke and laugh

As I assumed my arrival to my destination

A passerby gained my attention with information

"I'm sorry my friend," said the man,

"but what you've been waiting for is long gone."

"Gone?" I said, "How could this be?"

"I've waited so patiently."

The man said, "Seasons change,

We can't expect the morning glory to remain the same."

The gloomy sun then faded as it crossed the horizon

And was replaced by the moon as the night grew grim

My destination was right around the corner as assumed

But nothing waited for me as I felt marooned

The journey was over

But I'll keep my composure

Though I feel as if I had wasted time

I believe I'll find a dime

This isn't the end

Maybe my destination is actually around the bend