Change
Contributed by
A_New_Day
on
Friday, 1st July 2005 @ 05:39:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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I’m standing here alone now,
At the point of change,
I can’t keep it from happening,
Though I think it’s strange,
The things that I have held to,
Are slowly slipping away,
The promises I’ve made,
Still linger here today,
How I wish that I could remain,
But I must go on,
Sadness consumes my soul,
When I should be having fun,
I can’t help and worry, though,
Where am I going?
What will I become?
Will I see them again?
We are all transitioning from old to new,
I can’t stop,
I know it’s true,
But why do we have to leave this all behind?
We’ve put so much laughter,
So many tears,
So much time was spent here,
We shared pain and joy and sorrow,
Always with the hope of tomorrow,
But now too many tomorrows have come,
Now too many songs have been sung,
Where do we go now?
Who will we share those times with?
Is this the end of something great?
Or the beginning of something better?
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