Change A poem Written by Anebee-1 The poem is written in the 'Notes and Credits Section' of this project. Poem by me. Experience by life personally. Credits to Bing Image Search for the Thumbnail. This was just a draft, something I was thinking about. XD! I fantasize a lot.
Change I lay flat on my back, staring at the beautiful sky above, A white mass flew above like a dove. Tears threatened to fall, My head leaned against the tree so tall. Just earlier, I had seen one of my childhood cousins, He was attending to one of the basins. I called him by his nickname, A name known by only two of the same. He turned and glared, Said he hated that name as his anger flared. This was the same guy who chuckled at the same, Now he just thinks it's lame It hurts how much people change, Or maybe it's the new age? Change can be a cruel thing, Happens as fast as a beat of a wing. A drop of water landed on my cheek, Before I knew it the sky had a leak. I scavenged for shelter, Ending up under the roof covering cat litter. It had just been a beautiful day, A cloudless sky at the bay. Change happens so fast, Nothing always goes past. But maybe that was what made life beautiful. Not being able to always predict but remain thankful. If life was a straight line I'd get bored. Instead the twists and turns often caught me off guard. Change. Beautifully painful change.
