CHANGE Interesting, this thing I yearn, to be and love, while I live and learn. Like birds come home, on winter's end. And rivers turned, a collosal bend. Springs thaw has come, A start anew. It's cycle fixed, from day one too. As life rolls on, a chance to grow, to build upon dead friend and foe. So let this ride roll ever on. As we all dance, the moment gone. Whadda ya think, if you read it, please just take the time to let me know, anything really.