Change. Poem by Lulu Muffin

Change.



so ive been sitting here lately,
just analyzing summer,
and ive made some acute realisations.
people change
over just a short little period of time,
be it days, weeks, months, we change.
time changes, and we evolve.
a haircut, a new style of clothing, a new piercing, we all change. friendships end, and new ones begin.
one day you can be best friends,
the next you could be strangers
whom dont know anything about one another anymore.
you walk by them, and dont even say hello,
because it takes to much to pronounce the little syllabels
in the word 'hello'.
life goes on.
no matter what,
the world is not going to stop solemly for you.
your heart tears from that boy
who youve been crushing on for months,
and time doesnt stop,
it still continues to tick.
time keeps ticking,
you never know when your life clock is going to stop.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ernestine Northover 18 September 2005

I try not to think about my clock stopping too much Lulu, but you're right, the world just keeps changing all the time. Nice poem. Sincerely Ernestine Northover

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