Well-up my tears in a bottle; <br />Fling them into the sea; <br />You didn’t hear my heart cry; you were looking too high. <br />The last rung on your ladder was me. <br /> <br />I was the last rung on your ladder, <br />Taken for granted too long. <br />Now, as you come down, watch that step at the ground; <br />The last rung on your ladder is gone. <br /> <br />I was sure of your love at the outset, <br />Sure that the future was fine; <br />But I woke up to find you had left me behind, <br />Down here at the end of the line. <br /> <br />I was the last rung on your ladder, <br />Taken for granted too long. <br />Now, as you come down, watch that step at the ground; <br />The last rung on your ladder is gone. <br /> <br />I was there when you needed my loving; <br />I only asked some of your time; <br />But my needs had to wait until now it’s too late. <br />The last rung on your ladder was mine. <br /> <br />I was the last rung on your ladder, <br />Taken for granted too long. <br />Now, as you come down, watch that step at the ground; <br />The last rung on your ladder is gone.<br /><br />Adeline Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-last-rung-on-your-ladder/
