Change

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August 2002 Poetry

Things change.

It’s inevitable.

Sometimes you can control it.

Sometimes you can’t.

That’s life.

That’s the way it is.

Schedules change.

Friends change.

Family changes.

Life changes.

Even we change.

But some things,

never will.

Like my love for you.

If it was to ever change,

it would only grow.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-13-02.

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