Section 19, Row 38: My End in Sight is a poem written by Maxwell Diggle and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme The Games We Play for the month of April.

Section 19, Row 38: My End in Sight

For a moment, I felt peace

at an odd place. Surrounded by gravestones of pilgrims

Who have passed on, and comforted by

the wind’s gentle touch, there I was

at my grandfather’s resting place—

A reminder, a truth I so often forget:

All things come to an end.

Until then, I must run this race

Like an athlete who fights for their wreath.