Poem ... Change
Change is coming
No holding back
The old is fading
No longer on track
The new we fear
Hanging on to old
You be predictable
So we are told
But within that change
A new brightness shines
And things that we see
That brightness defines
We can't stop change
We must say goodbye
To things we are used to
The new we must try
As change happens
We must not dread
Freshness is coming
New visions in our head
We must praise them
Those things we have known
For the gifts they gave us
So that we may move on
Rabid Poet
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