ChangingA Poem by Erica Ross
A change of mind
A change of interest I knew it would come But not this quick Or maybe I did But all that used to matter Doesn't matter anymore And all that I used to favor I no longer adore Things are becoming old and dying with the cold I'm ready for the spring To birth new things Life has refined me My mistakes don't define me The Lord has took his time with me Now we're just waiting on me
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