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

my free spirit and i

there, watch once more as the sun shares its radiant heat

but here i am, my feet are planted in this bucket of concrete

watch, as everyone learns what is real

but here i am, im suprisingly content with standing still

watch them grow into their new lives

watch them step into their age with pride

but here i am, im here in my own time

with my careful eye leaving nothing behind

here i am breathing in each moment

taking in each memory because i own it

they tell me to fly, fly away

i say, why not live each day by day?

 im willing when life desires
but until then i will soar until its time to fly higher

i refuse to let life pass me by

instead, we will stand here awaiting life patiently, my free spirit and i