Some Things Never Change

Leaves you sway as your trees bend with each breath of wind that blows. Willows, you weep no matter how jubilant the season you're in. Sunrise will you forever render passage to a new days dawning-while Your Sunset, like clock work pays almage to an old days set. Some things never change Foot steps of present soon become printed paths of where you have been. Winter it is you who is beckoned by a weary ole' man Fall While you, Spring cause the lilies to stretch from their hidden places. And prepare the lakes to smoothe the stones againt their constant flow Some things never change...