Shawn L. Bird

Come.

They said.

The end is near.

Maybe not.

I said.

He’s tougher than he looks.

Not this time.

They said.

Come.

Hurry.

So we sat holding our breath

when his stopped.

Waiting.

But morning came.

And the next.

And the next.

He’s tougher than he looks.

Told you so.