Sameness
Fog's covering makes stealth of forest and creek
Sun's rising purple 'on all to be seen
A slight coolnees in morn's air for me to seek
Only for few hours that can be gleaned
There is a sameness to this morn's sunrise
As the orange fireball comes above trees
Sometimes sameness is good to yesterday's ties
Change can be good for it sparks newness old flees
Change can be bad bringing destruction
Like today's immoral legal abortion practice
Our future children dying before scion
Get grafted to vine, breathe, and have a voice
Sameness, continuance can be good or bad
Change can be either good or bad or sad.....
finis
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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