THE FINAL BOW
The spotlight grows dim,
Yet the crowd lingers on.
Wave after wave crashes over them;
Every emotion feels so strong.
It started so innocently,
Some country boys and their dream.
Soon the fans loved every melody,
Making the Boys a number one team.
Soon the days stretched into years,
And their magic never lost touch.
Then came the tears
Flowing from the ones who loved them so much.
Truly it can't be the end!
No more spotlights, no more encores?
In our hearts the music plays again and again,
Until we all meet once more.
Samantha Johnson
7/8/02