some of us refuse to recognize that change is inevitable
sometimes things are closed but rather than accept that we fight to change it
we seem to forget; in light of new evidence we can change our minds
the changing seasons are a constant; also the only change we get
what we see today is not an old yesterday it is something new
whether slow or quick change is easier to face when you’re not alone
it’s a subtle shift between cicadas singing and leaves’ colors changing
some seek big changes others sit still, quietly and observe real change
colors can be changed a new look, but underneath the metal still rusts
a soft place to rest still appreciated, but no longer wanted
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