The negotiators have gone silent <br />Now only ink need be applied <br />Like blood covering sin’s demise <br />Hard to believe a tree ceased to exist <br />For this paper and blank space between lines <br /> <br />A man’s signature, proof he’s still alive <br />Placed soberly where instructed <br />For Time has spoken, exhausted, a sigh <br />Documentation of a quarter century past <br />Now summed up with letters in black <br /> <br />The stamp of approval is loud when it lands <br />When the seal of authority is in human hands <br />Then an awkward silence as one stands <br />In that space of what was and what will be <br />Poised reality <br /> <br />No longer yours, and you, mine<br /><br />Vaughn Wood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/signed-sealed-delivered-2/
