changes

everything changes in due time

like the leaves in autumn bring change;
we are walking hand and hand along with each season

 before you turn to look over your shoulder

springtime suddenly blossoms

the sting of summer reminds you once again why you live for this time of year

and winter always seems to be the beautiful bow atop your gift box each year

im looking down at my feet once again
but this time im beginning to notice myself
slowly digging one foot out at a time from my bucket of concrete
i have always admired watching the world from this standpoint
there are few people in this world who truly see through these pair of eyes of mine
i feel blessed to have been one of them
but it's time to soar higher
the world is my blank canvas and i plan to paint it well

change brings life
and life is all about living
and living is a beautiful thing