crystal conrickknight

Change - Poem by crystal conrickknight

A brush, a glance, a simple comment,
how far would one go to improve the world? ,
a dime, a nickle, maybe a quarter,
perhaps just listening to someone who needs to be heard,
precious moments come so few,
time so short,
pass not by once again,
it might be the last time to be a friend.

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Its time the world started to change for good.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 13, 2014

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