Asking questions throughout the evening, wanting to <br />know all the answers not readily prepared. <br />Sordidly hanging heads in dejected unrealized dreams, <br />knowing that this is the end of all knowledge, no <br />longer being sought in daily life.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/knowledge-s-end/
