Making Changes Poem by James Greene

Shifting to change my way,
In the same old direction every day.
Need to move and get out of this town,
Never smile, I find my self wearing a frown.

I am going to make some new plans,
And start spreading and open my wingspans.
Going to go where my heart wants to be.
Where my sweet southern belle patiently awaits me.

So no more fooling or messing around,
Going to get my feet firmly on the ground.
When I arrive we'll stand together side by side,
I will be her husband and she my bride.