What is change?

Foreign, uncomfortable, awkward,

inspiring, hopeful, curious.

This is change.

 

Climbing the mounain of life,

opening the doors of opportunity.

This is change.

 

Change may sneak upon you slowly,

with preaution and preparatin.

Or it may pounce quickly,

with no warning or sign.

 

Change is the tree of life

that sprouts, grows, and blooms

through the raging storms,

and ages, falls, and dies

with plentiful produce

 

This world needs change.

No more anger, war, and violence,

but joy, peace, and serenity.

 

Change is ambition and optimism.

a second change to do right.

Change is repentence

and life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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