Thinking of how things change
It's not what use to be
Past seem to be long gone
Those things we us to see
Died gone with the new things
That replaces what's now old
Through the years changes come
That's how things get on hold
Poem #588
Idea 18 April 19, 23, 29,2010
8:25 PM Foot of bed
How did I come up with this poem?
Thinking about changes through the years.
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