6:28 P.M. - Monday, May. 30, 2005
Winds of Change
Winds of change are in motion I feel it Spring turning colors over to summer A chapter in my life inching toward an ending Something in movement within the air that surrounds me Space is neither warm nor cold I feel only a change in direction Dare I ponder the inevitable Conjuring up an image of tomorrow is but an illusion Age is change This may be my quest Although I feel this change is instrumental in my growth There is a bittersweet taste Change of significance is in movement Sandyz
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