Change
When the wind of change
Comes blowing at your door
When you don't know what's good anymore
Do you take the leap
They say you sow what you reap
When the gale blows and you can't see
Confused you don't know where you should be
You worry about the change
Because some of life you will have to rearrange
New is always good they say
But it can be worse in a bad way
It came out of the blue
My husband wanting something new
I must say I am totally confused at this change
I found it even a little strange
One day for no reason
One day in this spring season
The storm hit our door
Wondering if we are in for a hurricane or maybe more.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2009
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