Everyday.
Whether to notice or not.
Subtle are the changes made.
To settle and accept.
Like a time we lived through.
With some things still remembered.
And a lot forgotten.
Whether noticed or not.
Those we once knew as children.
Now have grown children of their own.
And whether to notice it or not,
Those who have opinions.
May listen to others give them.
But seldom accept,
An opinion from another.
To have it believed,
What they hear will be left alone.
And this,
Whether to notice or not.
Is how arguments start.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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