The gifts of change
The colors of the leaves, now represent change
Like a mirror to my life, as things rearrange
There is no way to know what is coming my way
even with any planning, I may do day to day
But colors can show change can be a beautiful thing
As when multiple things go wrong, leading to an upward swing
I have found the unexpected to be both daunting and great
Time presents the gifts when I am willing to wait
Change for the worst can lead to change for the best
Fighting to survive can lead to peaceful times of rest
I see these colors around me, as I embrace the moment
When I'm still for these minutes, I don't wonder where time went
Heidi Sands
10/5/24
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