Post by Frozeneye on May 24, 2009 7:13:47 GMT -5
Dreading the coming of change,
With no way of stopping the change,
Yet watching the process of change,
Yearning to change it back.
There’s something we need to alter
If we’re always spotting it falter.
The new goes to us, and the old to the altar
And now the old never was.
Something needs to vary
When we want the contrary,
Like a mountain on a prairie,
Who knows what it will produce?
Sometimes we need to adjust,
And at first we cringe with disgust,
Until it earns our trust,
And everything seems normal again.
There sometimes comes a time
When you look through another’s eyes
And see a necessity to revolutionize,
And begin a whole new world.
But most important is making amends
In order to better comprehend
A hand to lend to a friend,
And end with a new home or life or spirit.
With no way of stopping the change,
Yet watching the process of change,
Yearning to change it back.
There’s something we need to alter
If we’re always spotting it falter.
The new goes to us, and the old to the altar
And now the old never was.
Something needs to vary
When we want the contrary,
Like a mountain on a prairie,
Who knows what it will produce?
Sometimes we need to adjust,
And at first we cringe with disgust,
Until it earns our trust,
And everything seems normal again.
There sometimes comes a time
When you look through another’s eyes
And see a necessity to revolutionize,
And begin a whole new world.
But most important is making amends
In order to better comprehend
A hand to lend to a friend,
And end with a new home or life or spirit.