Changes
The season change
And the color of our surrounding
Turns blue from gray
And the singing of the birds is heard once more
The clouds that gather
Will soon scatter out
The sun shines east
Then sets at the west
The baby once you held in your arm
Will soon guide you in your old age
And the legacy you build
Your grandchildren will carry on
One man rise to power
And another falls
A dynasty is built
Then fades out
Our earth spins over and over
Time after time, Years after another
And all will be part of the past
But changes will never stop
Our lives go through changes
The season changes through time
But one thing never changes
God, who is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow
(11/11/05)
Copyright © Michael Hilario | Year Posted 2012
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