ChangesA Poem by Diane
Sitting in bed
Thinking about the past Change happens all the time But its something you have to move past Changes can feel bad from time to time But later you realize they were blessings in disguise Our father only gives us what we can handle Sometimes it seem to much but then it dwindles like a candle Changes happen like or not I would rather go with the flow Then sit down and rot Our lives are ever-changing And that's okay Tomorrow is another day © 2017 DianeAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on November 23, 2017 Last Updated on November 23, 2017 AuthorDianeMIAboutMy name is Diane Garner and I live in southeast Michigan with with my husband and two young daughters. I grew up in Gaylord, Michigan, with My mom and brother. I moved to the Detroit area in my late t.. more..Writing
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