Has Nothing Changed
when am i
where
it sounds like
alone
i don’t think so
what’s happening
its’ all gone
i used to play here
i think this is…
no, definitely not
so what’s wrong
this is not exactly true
is it?
its time…time
need a little time
nothing to worry about
i wish things
could stay the same
if nothing changed
the important
the beautiful
seasons change
colors bloom
the rain comes
new life
a watering hole
or
metamorphosis
it happens all the time
but i’ve got this
work to finish
first
© 2014, J.H.
January 19, 2014 | Categories: NEW!, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing | Tags: change, life, life changes, metamorphosis, poem, poetry, seasons, unchanged | Leave a comment