things change
time grows long like the wind
on an autumn afternoon
spring's green leaves
fall like ashes from the trees
the brightness of the sun
pales
and bleeds into the sky
just another way of saying
summer's passed us by
lazy mornings
give way to the call of dawn
people pour down the sidewalk
hurry, move faster, move on
schedules return
and lives lie penciled in
we promise we'll have coffee
sometime, again
But I'm watching you walk away
and all I can think
is how I always end up wishing
things would never
change.
Copyright 2003 cre
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